08-02-2018, 02:12 AM
Treestump hadn't really ever been to a party, if he could remember correctly. Most of his life he spent just trying to survive on his own as a loner between the lands that now held several clans, though he wasn't a stranger to small groups sitting around playing music in the distance as he travelled onward. In some ways, the young wolf had wished he could've taken a break to listen to the sounds of flute, accordions, and drums being practically melded into his head with how often he heard them, often wondering if they were actually there at times or just his wild imagination at play. He hoped that someone or even the sweet Mirabella would grace the party with something as enjoyable as the sounds and making up for his lack of trust in himself to sing or even mumble softly as to not be too disrespectful to the hostess. Tree, however, found his jaw locked in place as he approached with the slight wag of his tail and a calm aura resonating from the large canid, who stood a respectable distance from the feline as to not cause her to fret too much over his arrival. "Ah..." He let out a small noise and nodded his head as he looked to the humble set up before them, trying to show Mira that he liked it despite the lack of words and strange gestures that came from the male.
muse where the fuck are you
"SPEECH"
muse where the fuck are you
"SPEECH"
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