Literature
CC Round 3 Part 3
Antonio was sleeping now, his face tucked up inside his front paws, snoring, as usual.
Ronnie sat, crossing her front paws pensively in front of her, staring out into the large atrium as the sky progressively darkened. She'd certainly scared Antonio with her freak-out.
But more so, she'd scared herself.
She wasn't that vicious, no matter how you sliced it. What she'd done was a natural reaction, of course, but it should have taken more than that to make her go into a blind rage like that. It hardly made sense.
There were just these moments in her life where she was ducking in and out of fog, playing hide-and-seek with reality. It was