|Purred: Sat Sep 13, '14 3:52pm PST |
|tirade --> steady
Because it was impossible for Percival to decide on only one bird to use for inspurration, he would use all of them, and create the most beautiful birdbath as a VESSEL for the birds to use. How would he ever choose the colors for his palette? There were so many to choose from. Percival gazed admiringly at the shimmery feathers of red, green, purple, blue, and SILVER. Percival was well VERSED in the blending of colors, so he knew he could create a stunning palette from the birds' colors. Percival went to look for some paint and other materials to create his birdbath. He remembered passing an artist's studio where he had seen paints and brushes in the patio. "They won't miss just a little bit of their materials," Percival purred to himself. But as he began to STRIDE toward a tube of paint, a loud feline voice growled, "Who goes there??!!" shock Stopped dead in his tracks, Percival looked around: the voice seemed to have come from a group of ASTERS growing along one edge of the patio. "Oh no!" thought Percival! "All I want to do is create something beautiful for my birdie friends. I don't want to be subjected to an angry TIRADE!" Holding STEADY in his determination to create his beautiful birdbath, Percival approached the asters - and the hidden cat - humbly but bravely.
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