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[near the duck pond, amidst the piles of leaves, is a half grown husky. He's jumping in and out of the leaves and happily tearing about while his owner follows at a more sedate pace.
And then, he spots the small flock of ducks resting on land. There's a loud bark and he's running towards them at a breakneck pace. Startled quacks fill the air and most of them (quickly) waddle towards the relative safety of the pond, wings flapping in surprise. By luck or by skill (probably the former), he manages to separate one rather irate duck from the flock and starts driving it away from the pond.
She's amused for about half a second before the squawking duck takes to the air and flaps directly towards her head. Instinctively throwing her arms up over her face with a yelp, she suddenly feels a weight land on her head. The duck manages to get in a few admonishing quacks before the dog barrels straight into the girl in an attempt to catch it.
Another yelp as she topples over. The duck flies away and she manages to grab the dog's collar before the idiot decides to throw himself into the duck pond.]
Dammit, Blitz! I swear, there better not be feathers in my hair. [she grumbles, but she starts scratching his ears with a small smile] Stupid mutt.
[Happy bark!]
[[ooc: open in person or over the journal (that conveniently opened as she fell over)!]]
And then, he spots the small flock of ducks resting on land. There's a loud bark and he's running towards them at a breakneck pace. Startled quacks fill the air and most of them (quickly) waddle towards the relative safety of the pond, wings flapping in surprise. By luck or by skill (probably the former), he manages to separate one rather irate duck from the flock and starts driving it away from the pond.
She's amused for about half a second before the squawking duck takes to the air and flaps directly towards her head. Instinctively throwing her arms up over her face with a yelp, she suddenly feels a weight land on her head. The duck manages to get in a few admonishing quacks before the dog barrels straight into the girl in an attempt to catch it.
Another yelp as she topples over. The duck flies away and she manages to grab the dog's collar before the idiot decides to throw himself into the duck pond.]
Dammit, Blitz! I swear, there better not be feathers in my hair. [she grumbles, but she starts scratching his ears with a small smile] Stupid mutt.
[Happy bark!]
[[ooc: open in person or over the journal (that conveniently opened as she fell over)!]]