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Boomer walked along the edge of the forest, taking a break from the pack. He'd had enough of their nonsense and the constant noise and needed to get away for a bit. There was a light breeze blowing from the east and he could smell the scent of another dog nearby. He turned his head and saw a corgi laying in the grass. He continued walking, going a bit faster. He didn't want to deal with interacting with anyone, especially a corgi. The corgi must've seen him though, as they got up and trotted over to him. "Hello!" They spoke cheerfully. "Who are you?" They asked. Boomer kept on walking, ignoring them. He growled a little to send a hint. "Uh hello? Did you hear me? I asked who you are!" They continued following him, giggling a little. How could they be so cheerful? "Go away." He grumbled, stopping and looking at them. "Now why would I do that?"The orange and white pup frowned.Β "Go away." He said more sternly, growling as he spoke. "Im Cricket!" They said, paying no attention to the fact Boomer wanted them gone. "Whats your name?" They pressed on. "None of yer business." The dachshund snarled and continued on with his walk, avoiding eye contact with Cricket. "Alright I'll just call ya... Grumpy!" She giggled and trotted beside him. "How are you doin', Grumpy?" He mumbled something to himself and sighed. "The name's Boomer, ya naggin' flea." He said, finally answering their question. Cricket smiled, "Well, hello then, Boomer."
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254 words
Bad ending but I already spent enough time on the drawing //wheeze
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2 fullbodies (+20)
1 gift (+5)
detailed background (+5)
shading (+1)
story (+10)
weekly prompt (+10)
Mod gift (+6)
+57/67 C