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The young goat was purely giddy as he stepped out onto the simple basketball court with a shiny new ball in his hands. There were a few teens on one side of the court, but they ignored the young boy that had just arrived.
He moved towards the empty net on the opposite side of the court and took a long moment to admire the one toy he owned. The sphere in his hands made him smile as he looked over the shiny black lines that trailed around it, his fingertips feeling over the textured bumps as he rotated it in his hands.
To Treshaun, the basketball that most took for granted was the most amazing thing he’d ever held in his hands.
Licking his lips, his blue eyes turned up from the ball to the basket so far above his head. At eight years old, the near-ten-foot basket was so high, and Treshaun felt so small. But this is what he’d been craving to do for so long. How many days had he watched the older boys and men playing here? How many days had he dreamed to join in and feel the ball in his hands? Finally, that day had come.
Taking a couple of steps back, Treshaun dribbled a couple of times experimentally, his floppy ears twitching almost comically in delight at the sound of it hitting the concrete. He shifted the ball, attempting to recreate the shooting stance that he’d seen used so many times before by other men playing.
He aimed and took his shot.
It bounced off the rim with a distinct and resounding clang.
Treshaun’s ears drooped as he hurried to collect his precious ball.
It wasn’t the last shot he’d ever miss or take, but it was his first shot towards his future.
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Treshaun belongs to myself.
He moved towards the empty net on the opposite side of the court and took a long moment to admire the one toy he owned. The sphere in his hands made him smile as he looked over the shiny black lines that trailed around it, his fingertips feeling over the textured bumps as he rotated it in his hands.
To Treshaun, the basketball that most took for granted was the most amazing thing he’d ever held in his hands.
Licking his lips, his blue eyes turned up from the ball to the basket so far above his head. At eight years old, the near-ten-foot basket was so high, and Treshaun felt so small. But this is what he’d been craving to do for so long. How many days had he watched the older boys and men playing here? How many days had he dreamed to join in and feel the ball in his hands? Finally, that day had come.
Taking a couple of steps back, Treshaun dribbled a couple of times experimentally, his floppy ears twitching almost comically in delight at the sound of it hitting the concrete. He shifted the ball, attempting to recreate the shooting stance that he’d seen used so many times before by other men playing.
He aimed and took his shot.
It bounced off the rim with a distinct and resounding clang.
Treshaun’s ears drooped as he hurried to collect his precious ball.
It wasn’t the last shot he’d ever miss or take, but it was his first shot towards his future.
FBA belongs to
, currently run by 
Treshaun belongs to myself.
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Goat
Size 500 x 984px
File Size 168.6 kB
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