Giratina A Speck of Sycamore

A crumb of dried sycamore leaf clung stubbornly to the ribbed cuff of my front white sock. Returning from the park into the quiet room, I came to a halt upon the thick woven wool rug. Shifting my weight steadily across five grounded feet, I lifted the dusted sock an inch from the pile. With patient, measured pressure, I brushed the blunt underside of my snout against the knit hem. The brittle russet flake dislodged with a soft scrape, fluttering down into the dark groove between the oak floorboards. Cleared of debris, I drew all six legs beneath my flank and sank deep into the folded fleece beside the sofa.#Pokémon #Giratina #PlushToys