Yup.

[youfallback]

Who: Chihualina and you!
What: Carolina is a chihuahua and wandering around the Castle.
When: Saturday, Feb 25th, all day!
Where: Pretty much anywhere she can get into (intro's set up for a random stairwell).
Rating: Possible PG if that.


[To say Carolina had been having a physically challenging week would be an understatement. Between trying to get up and down stairs, just to start with, important things were now more often than not, too far out of her reach. Her current problem, though, was once again the stairs. She'd learned how to balance going down them without tumbling, but getting up them had proven a far more trying task. As she currently stood, she was perched on one step, taking a brief break after already climbing several flights.

It's not that she had a particular destination in mind, but needed to be out and about considering that both of the Doctors had left the Castle. There were still things that needed to be done, even in her current form.]

Comments

[atadiscoverer]

[Have someone else who is unfortunate enough to be on a loss, Carolina.

A small, blue, crocodile-type thing comes across the dog.]

Totodile?

-1800 : The Danger Room (York, closed)

[youfallback]

[Well this pup is downright exhausted by this point in the day. For all her training, Carolina still wasn't prepared for the furious workout that was being a one-foot-nothing (if that even), so she's on the verge of passing out where she's sprawled on the floor, giving so few fucks about the fact that she just plopped down in the most undignified manner.]

Stairwell/Intro C:!

[teds_out]

[Sup Carolina, it's been awhile. Granted, Ted has no clue its you when he's coming up the stairwell and sees an exhausted little dog. He can't help but grin, because even if the logical part of his mind is telling him it's probably someone on a loss... aww, doggy.]

Hey there. Having trouble getting up?

[brute_shot_bully]

[Waiting for her at the top of the stairs is Ripley, Maine's Akita mix, standing her ground and growling lowly at the little fluff thing that smells like that woman. Maine himself is somewhere further up, because what are leash laws?]