09-24-2018, 05:14 PM
"'cuse me," the soft-voiced minnow called, ears flicking back. The petite fae did quite a lot of wandering in her time. She was a restless creature after all, paws itching to move constantly. Her sightless sea-green hues flickered, trying to 'look' in the direction of the new smell. Stranger. Didn't smell like any other group. "What's your business with the Typhoon?" Business? Was that right? Sounded right.
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