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Rated: E · Fiction · Dark · #2188939
This is an excerpt from a story I began about 10 years ago. It needs a lot work

.......She pulled the oversized bell cord and waited, shivering on the tiled doorstep.
Through the door she could hear party sounds: Voices laughing and couples giggling and the distinct sounds of clinking glasses.

The sounds increased in volume, as slowly the door opened.
A rabbit stood in the doorway grinning, nibbling on a stick of celery.
He said nothing, but waved her in with his paw.

Velvet stepped shyly into the warmth and surveyed the scene before her. She found herself standing in a large hallway that was swathed in orange light that bounced off the wood panelled walls. Her cold feet sunk deeply into the rich red carpet on the floor. All around her was the sound of chattering and laughing. A shriek to her left caught her attention, as a sleek black cat charged through an open door, a huge fox pursuing it at great speed.

The rabbit beckoned her in further. Peering round the door from where the fox and cat had just vanished, Velvet’s vision was filled with a variety of animals. . To her left, in one corner, a group of chickens laughed loudly and drank from glasses until they were empty. Sensing they were being watched, one of the chickens glanced her direction and greeted her with a flick of their eyes.

The animals sat munching in packs and herds or leaned casually against walls soaking up the warmth from the raging fire in the middle of the room.
Her eyes flickered over the dancing frogs and peacocks as she searched for Henry. Henry said he would be here, but she still could see him nowhere. She was finding this doubly difficult, as she had no idea what animal he had become. While she surveyed the room once more, she could just make out, at the, far end of the living room, a huge table that lay covered in food and drink. A squirrel continued to pile their plate high with salad, while a donkey and a crow argued over the last stick of celery.

Velvet made her way through the throng of hairy, feathery bodies. So crowded was the room, she could feel their breath as she passed and several of them caught hold of her clothing as she struggled her way to the table.
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