November 08, 2007

Zeta slowly heaved himself out from under the table, taking care not to knock anything over. Lexx was already scolding him. There was no need to turn this into something far worse. He instinctively knew that Lexx was not angry. Thus, Zeta decided to switch tactics. "Zeta be good!" Zeta tucked his forelegs up under himself and stared up at Lexx with his muzzle down and head back in a submissive posture for a sallomandyr. "Stay away from the table, Zeta. You'll get fed later." Lexx stepped out of Zeta's way so he could come fully out from under the table. Zeta crept the rest of the way out and remained in a crouched posture. The tip of his tail touched the floor. He stared at Lexx, giving his best pleading look through liquid blue eyes. "Zeta ... don't beg." Lexx folded his arms and glared at Zeta.