Post by Wai-Xing Pan on Oct 23, 2011 5:56:47 GMT -5
Let's decrease the amount of Granny Power, since there is an over-whelming wave of Gramps Power already.
"Yes, Your Highness," the guard said finally to the King. His voice was rather cranky. "You there!" he commanded then Wai. "Put a foot front of another!"
Luckily the situation was already chaotic: if Wai had stopped to think about the meaning of the foot idiom, he would have surely stumbled when thinking about his feet. Instead, the guards pushed him out of the door and along the corridor faster than Wai could memorize the places where they going past.
On the front of the old lady... well, it seemed that the guards got fed up with her that much that they felt best to oppose the King's commands. Instead of bringing her to Flopsie's room, some of the guards separated from the others and carried her towards the outdoor. They did that silently, to be able to do it without being noticed by the King... oh dear the woman's cacophony...
Wai had something totally else to think about. He was pushed into a large room. He yelped as landing - luckily he managed to put his hands on the ground before crashing there. Moaning, he lifted his eyes...
...and smelled hair. Dirt. An animal.
Foremost, he saw the animal. He startled. It was big. It was hairy. It had horizontal pupils. The pupils stare him.
Quickly, he crawled backwards, only to feel the locked door behind his back. He was in stuck! Was he going to be fed to that monster?
"Uh... ah... ummm... Do-don't, ugh, uh, please, I-I taste bad!" he stammered to the creature as staring at it with large, fearful eyes.