{Open} Fetch!

[Monica Jones]

[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=CBA0FF] Whenever people thought of the Menagerie, happy thoughts was not what would come to mind. Even the humans that resided beyond the glass walls of the dome had no desire to live in such a devastating place. It was a place where one had to fight for themselves and survive off of the most basic things. No one would ever think that anyone could have a time to enjoy life or having any moment of fun and entertainment. But, Monica could've easily vouched that one indeed could have fun. And, if anything, the little bouncing bundle of joy that shuffled on its paws in front of her was proof of it. The timid blonde would've never have imagined that she would've found such a friend in this wasteland, especially not one like Princess. It was a bit of an odd thing to find a domesticated animal roaming the lands of the Menagerie. So, when Monica had found the white and brown furred dog stumbling around in Fallen territory, she had believed it to be a shifter or retro. But, after having a number of others look at her, it was clear that the dog was in fact just that. A dog. Monica had never actually been a huge fan of dogs or cats or snakes or really any animal for that matter as most were much larger than her own hamster form. But, try as she might the dog had simply continued to follow her around. For the longest time it bothered the timid girl, having been quite paranoid that the canine would try to bite her or attack her in her sleep. But, that irrational fear gradually faded away as the days passed and now the two were impossible to separate. It had been a little over three weeks since the blonde shifter had found the dog and she had fallen absolutely in love with the sweet creature. Monica had never actually had a pet of her own, not that she had ever actually wanted one. But, having Princess with her made life easier than it already had become since Denver had arrived. It was amazing, really, how the arrival of two unlikely characters had completely changed her life. Denver had claimed her heart in a way no one else possibly could, and Princess had made her own way into her heart as well. "Yuh-You ready, Pruh-Princess," the blonde asked with a wide grin as she held a small, thin stick between her fingers, waving it just above the dog's head. Her furry companion gave an eager bark in response as her tail wagged furiously behind her which brought a faint giggle to Monica's lips. "Guh-Go get it!" She threw the stick off to the side and watched as Princess happily scrambled after the stick to retrieve it for her beloved master.

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