He stood on a tree root of a pine tree.
Waiting for Evermore. He fixed his beanie hat that was about to fall of. ClockWork was in a hyper mood,
so he started to try and catch the falling pines from the big pine tree. He swung his tail back an forth; slaming on the tree then rubbing on the dirt. He turned around to pop a tick in his back.
Then he licked it, after words. He continued to catch the pines.
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