"Rose, wake up" Quincy said. It has been a month since he had found her and she was getting crazier by the day. Yesterday she had put his favorite stick at the top of a tree until he agreed to give her a ride on his back.
"Can we go swimming today?" she yawned. She didn't act like most cats.
"You know most cats don't like getting wet right? But fine it is hot out today" Quincy replied.
"I can tell sir obvious" Rose said sassily. It seemed the only trait she had that most cats had was being sassy. Though she probably was sassier than most. "Come on" she yelled running toward the lake. She jumped in and splashed him.
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Sunhigh
FantasíaRose is a cat, Quincy is a dog. Rose was found by Quincy when she was just a day old, and they live together. Quincy act's as if Rose was his kit. they live in the wild and have to go through a lot of problems. Through friendship and trust, they c...
