Little paws pounded the floor of their lair, as she giggled gleefully, chasing the new toy around in front of momma Snow and daddy Tiamatus.
Too bad that toy was a silver jingle bell. Every time she pounced, and batted it, it gave of a sweet little chime, which got her to squeal with delight, little white wings, touched with blue wiggled and squirmed upon her back.
Too bad that toy was a silver jingle bell. Every time she pounced, and batted it, it gave of a sweet little chime, which got her to squeal with delight, little white wings, touched with blue wiggled and squirmed upon her back.