08-04-2018, 12:03 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl watched as he approached, eyeing his paw. that was kinda cool. did it hurt? whatever, she wouldn't ask right now. she tilted her head at his words, glancing over to where lynn was hanging out. that made sense, she supposed. the harpy eagle would be fine if she left him alone for a moment, too. she nodded, moving her paws as he began to walk.
she already felt nervous enough being in the jungle, but she guessed she was glad that they weren't deep inside of it. the girl looked towards the larger male, figuring a rundown shack sort of fit his whole skeletal appearance. as long as it was stable, she wouldn't mind too much. he must know what he's doing, after all. she knew very little about this personally. "so, how does this work?"
she already felt nervous enough being in the jungle, but she guessed she was glad that they weren't deep inside of it. the girl looked towards the larger male, figuring a rundown shack sort of fit his whole skeletal appearance. as long as it was stable, she wouldn't mind too much. he must know what he's doing, after all. she knew very little about this personally. "so, how does this work?"
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.