08-05-2018, 12:48 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl offered a small, sympathetic smile towards snare at his displeasure to finding out he might grow wings. she knew there was shapeshifting and other things that might lead to him growing feathers at some point, too. heck, who knew, maybe she'd grow wings. probably not. she turned her attention back to temulin as she spoke, ears perked upward.
well, she did have plenty of things to do, but she wasn't against setting them aside temporarily. "well, if ya say so, but it's no trouble if you want some help!" she replied, deciding not to push her. she personally preferred not to get help from others with her own things, so she could understand wanting to do it alone. but, she still wouldn't mind helping.
goldie would nod to her next set of words. "are they, uh...molting? is that what it's called?"
well, she did have plenty of things to do, but she wasn't against setting them aside temporarily. "well, if ya say so, but it's no trouble if you want some help!" she replied, deciding not to push her. she personally preferred not to get help from others with her own things, so she could understand wanting to do it alone. but, she still wouldn't mind helping.
goldie would nod to her next set of words. "are they, uh...molting? is that what it's called?"
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.