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[justify]Danny[/fancypost]
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Danny wanted to do something, so he had gone and done something. Walking through the forest was cool and all...but what he found was even better! The canine had found the mossy abyss. While it wasn't safe for him to be there....it was so very pretty! It was so big and green and lush and....pretty! He couldn't find any other words to describe it other than that. Giant? Well, there was another one that could fit. Anyways. This place was huge.

However, he made it his goal to run around the entire thing. With determination, the husky pup took off. He had made it about three fourths of the way, tongue lolling out and his eyes brightened with happiness. However, after he had hit that mark, he snagged his toe on an upcoming stick, which unbalanced him and startled him, causing him to yelp with fear and go tumbling forwards. At first, his biggest fear was he'd go tumbling over the edge and to his death, however, thankfully that's not what happened. Instead, he landed himself....well, his head, into a small hole in the ground. Yes. He face planted into a hole and got his head stuck. The sudden stop made him yelp in pain as the rest of his body was thrown forwards. After eventually righting himself, the realization that he was stuck came slowly as he jerked his head back once, twice, three times....and nothing. While falling was already embrassing...getting yourself stuck where someone had to help you after you fell was even worse.

With anxiety rising up, the pup started putting his entire body weight into trying to yank his head out. He pulled and pulled until eventually he gave up, his breath labored and whines coming from him almost as fast as his rapids breaths came. He plopped his butt down, the Russian pup feeling his threat tighten with the threat of crying. And eventually, it came. He sat there, whimpering and crying with his head stick in a hole.

Within the anxiety of it all, there was anger. Anger at himself. Slowly, he pushed his head against the dark wall of his engagement, his lips twisting up into disgust at himself as he cried. "почему я так глупо ?! (why am I so stupid?!)" he'd shout at himself in the hole. He gave a growl mixed with a while, tugg d only once more before he laid the rest of his body down, placing his paws on the back of his neck as if he was going to hide whatever part of his head that was visible.

It was only moments after that that he had started to feel anger for other things starts to come. He was far too small....a runt. He couldn't speak English very well. He always stuttered when he did get his words right....he was a mess. "почему, почему, почему, почему! (why why why why!)" he'd growl.

He sat where he was, not like he was given any other option.

"Talking" — Anything put in parentheses is what the Russian word says! Danny does not speak anything in parentheses! — Narrative[/justify][size=3pt]spacehere[/fancypost]