Post by Haruka on Mar 19, 2006 18:31:27 GMT -5
Alone in the gym, the sound of the basketball hitting the floor repeatedly echoed effortlessly around the room, bouncing off the bleachers and the orange and white painted walls. It was accompanied by the soft click of white claws on the hard wooden floor as the retriever moved about the floor casually. He long flowing tail waved about behind her as she walked out to the free throw line, the ball bouncing smoothly beside her. Once she reached the line, she suddenly whirled about, as if someone was trying to steal the ball, racing around the outside and weaving amongst the invisible players. Cutting back inside swiftly, she made a smooth layup, the ball falling through the basket with a soft swish sort of noise only to be caught again by the furre. Basketball was a fun little past time but only to a degree... at least when you're playing by yourself...
