08-22-2018, 04:30 PM
coma baby
PERSEPHONE — FEMME — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — 4 M/O
Persephone was glad that people were actually visiting her stand, the forms of Gordon and Beverly coming up to see the fruits grown specially by her. At Gordon's question, the mixed german shepherd tilted her head, a cheeky smile taking up her features. "I grow them behind the shrine me and my siblings live in." She woofed, scratching behind her ear with her back paw.
Then, she heard Beverly speak, and her ears pricked up in alert. Someone wanted to buy her fruits? Gosh, she was so excited! Maybe this was a good idea, after all. "Uh, I'll sell some for some pretty shells or coins you find lying around. Or jewels, herbs, or knives?" She guessed, tapping her chin again.
Then, she heard Beverly speak, and her ears pricked up in alert. Someone wanted to buy her fruits? Gosh, she was so excited! Maybe this was a good idea, after all. "Uh, I'll sell some for some pretty shells or coins you find lying around. Or jewels, herbs, or knives?" She guessed, tapping her chin again.
WITH YOUR SICK HEAD
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