Classified-Sherlock

Classified watched the young fox from a distance. Watching him hop and bounce from one pillar to the next with grace. He couldn't help but to look. It was just so... fascinating. As Travis galloped along the edge of the training cliff, he noticed Classified watching him. He guessed that he was watching him for a while, but as he tried to jump to the next pillar, he fell into the pool of water below. "Gosh dammit!" he screamed, trying to get out of the water. As Travis fell, Classified came to the rescue and brought him out of the water. "Are you OK?" he calmly asked holding Travis by his shoulders, feeling every muscle in his arms twitch an

I sat there and sipped at my tea lightly as a loud crash came from the room across from mine. "Ugh..." a big sigh escaped from my snout. "Not again." My back paws carried me to my neighbor's door and I slammed on the door with grace with my fist and yelled, "Can you please be a little more noisy next time?" My sarcasm got the best of me. I got no response. "Can you hear me?" Again, no response. So, like anyone would do, I tried opening the door. My paw wrapped around the knob as I tempted to turn and twist it but "Locked..." As any good Agent would I quickly, with profuse force, knocked down the door. "Hello?" A small moan came from the