07-06-2018, 11:29 AM
Not to prove his point - but definitely giving some room for argument - was the tiny rusty spotted kitten, pale sea-green eyes dancing curiously in the flames. Keona didn't know any scary stories, though she was sure if she had some time, that she might be able to come up with one. To be honest, she'd just rather listen. Truth be told, the little Striker was not scared by stories very often, because they were just stories; she liked hearing stories, it was fun, and the things that had an easier time frightening the child were real. Like thunder. Or spiders.
"Wanna listen," Keona murmured, smiling at Papercutter, the wolf's presence giving her an idea for a story about a massive butterfly. Perhaps later, when she could flesh out said idea. Albeit fidgety, the feline took a seat, resting her tail over her paws.
"Wanna listen," Keona murmured, smiling at Papercutter, the wolf's presence giving her an idea for a story about a massive butterfly. Perhaps later, when she could flesh out said idea. Albeit fidgety, the feline took a seat, resting her tail over her paws.
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