10-12-2018, 05:16 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]She was about to limp to wherever they were keeping their herbs and patch herself up, but as Quill came over, she found herself settling back onto her haunches. She didn't see him as the type to know much about herbs, but nevertheless, she extended her paw out towards him and averted her eyes. She was still having trouble registering it, that she had ripped up her paw. It didn't sound right, but with no other explanation--
Cosette huffs, softly shaking her head. She quiets her thoughts and focuses on the large direhound, watching him to see what he would do.
Cosette huffs, softly shaking her head. She quiets her thoughts and focuses on the large direhound, watching him to see what he would do.