09-09-2018, 11:25 PM
Essie was no slave, only Tsuyu was. If others found out that she had went with him to get the herbs, it would probably rain hell upon her, but she didn't care. The frog hybrid limped up behind the pup, her tongue dropping a pile of herbs down onto the ground as she plopped down into a laying position. She was too tired, the cold having gotten to the hybernation instincts in her frog genetics.
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