Milltoes has new black silk gloves on his paws with delicately stitched leather bottoms. He straightens his tie then see's Big Momma. She's perusing the buffet but glancing at the dance floor where an Opposum
couple are dancing as well as Rover with a little kitty lady.
He comes over and bows then holds out his hand with an arched brow? It
is a very elegant look.
On 11/1/2021 4:44 PM, cshenk wrote:
Milltoes has new black silk gloves on his paws with delicately
stitched leather bottoms. He straightens his tie then see's Big
Momma. She's perusing the buffet but glancing at the dance floor
where an Opposum couple are dancing as well as Rover with a little
kitty lady.
He comes over and bows then holds out his hand with an arched brow?
It is a very elegant look.
Mister Milltoes, you're quite a gentleman! I'd love to dance with you.
[Big Mama takes the mole's much smaller hand in her paw and walks a
few paves with him, then they dance. Their size difference precludes
any traditional underarm turns or similar moves, but Big Mama follows Milletoes' lead and they spin, whirl, shake, and laugh.
When a slow song begins to play, Big Mama places Milletoes on one of
her upturned paws, and offers a finger for him to grasp. She sways as
he holds her finger, and she follows his lead. In this fashion they
dance a stylish waltz, a spirited foxtrot, and even manage a very
impressive tango.
Once they have danced themselves ragged, Milletoes collapses
exhausted on Big Mama's paw. She lowers him gently to the dance
floor. He offers her a deep bow, and she responds with a demure
curtsy (quite an accomplishment for such a strong, massive wild cat).]
Mister Milletoes, thank you! That was wonderful! I can't remember the
last time I enjoyed dancing as much as this. Shall we sit and refresh ourselves? I believe the kitchen just brought out fresh earthworks,
grubs, and crickets.
Mister Milletoes, thank you! That was wonderful! I can't remember the
last time I enjoyed dancing as much as this. Shall we sit and refresh
ourselves? I believe the kitchen just brought out fresh earthworks,
grubs, and crickets.
Indeed my lady! A most delightful dance! You were grace itself. If it
had a name, it would be yours!
Mister Milletoes, thank you! That was wonderful! I can't remember
the last time I enjoyed dancing as much as this. Shall we sit and
refresh ourselves? I believe the kitchen just brought out fresh earthworks, grubs, and crickets.
Indeed my lady! A most delightful dance! You were grace itself. If
it had a name, it would be yours!
[Jocko approaches the couple, and asks if he may borrow Big Mama for
a couple dances. Big Mama looks to Milletoes, who nods and smiles.
Big Mama and Jocko head to tghe dance floor and begin to boogy.
A lady mole carrying two platters approaches Milletoes.]
Excuse me, sir, but Chef Sammy asked me to bring these over to you
for desert. He says it is earthworms freshly harvested from a
sweetgrass prairie in Oklahoma, and grubs harvested from an oak woods
in the pacific Northwest. They are supposed to be the finest
available!
Milletoes: Oh my, those sound wonderful! But there are so many -
would you please join me? There's much more there than any one mole
could possibly eat, and I'd hate to see them go to waste.
Flower: Well, I'm actually off duty now, so I'd love to fang you! By
name is Aiukli pakanli, but day means Pretty Flower. People just call
me Flower.
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