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Poorsha reeled back her head, then swung forth at full strength. A tiny dog bolted past her. Running as fast as her stubby legs could carry her, Maximilian chased after the swirling frisbee.
"You aren't GETTING AWAY FROM ME!" Max yelled as she jumped into the air. The tiny dog caught the frisbee, holding her head up in pride. "Poorsha how far should I throw it," Max mumbled with a disk in her mouth, "Should I go at my FULL STRENGTH, or go easy on you."
"Is that a challenge?" Poorsha asked playfully, "You're on! Give it all you got Max!" she encouraged.
Maximilian sent the disk flying. The disk whirling in the air. Poorsha chased it in glee, her lemon shaped bag swaying against her body with every step. Poorsha lost her footing and slipped, frisbee landing 5 feet ahead of her.
Max's fur pricked up as she ran towards her sister. "Are you okay Poorsha?"
"Don't worry Max, it's just a little tumble. Besides, where's the fun if I easily catch the disk every time. We've got to add a little spice to make life that much better!"
Max nodded, confirming her sister was safe. She then stared intently on the ground around the area right before her sister fell. She squinted at the rocks, until she saw a stepped on and smushed flower.
"What FIEND PLANTS a flower at THE PARK? Leaving it out for someone TO BREAK THEIR BONES. I should launch an investigation." Max barked.
"Max, that's not how flowers work." Her sister nuzzled up against max, "Bees, they just vibe and drop beautiful flowers everywhere for everyone. They don't want to hurt anyone, just make their lives a bit better."
"Do they have a permit for planting those flowers?" Max raised an eyebrow.
"Of course they do. Bees are the original flower planters. I bet they're in charge of the flower permits themselves!" Poorsha tried to reassure her sister, but her sister looked like she was about to psychologically profile the bees. Poorsha picked up the frisbee. "But your only using this as a distraction so you won't lose against my super throw!"
"What! I would never lose a throw." Max began running behind Poorsha, "Look, to prove it I'll start from behind you and catch up!"
Poorsha reeled her head back, let out a great toss, and Max rushed down the field. She sped away at the frisbee.
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I was excited to draw Poorsha and Maximilian so I drew the two of them playing fetch. Then I wrote a story since my new years resolution is to write more.
Poorsha +7 (full body + complex bg)
Maximilian +11 (full body + complex bg + 300 words)
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