03-18-2019, 02:34 PM
Florence found herself waddling over, her doll riding on her back as always, big doe eyes settling on Crow as he addressed the growing crowd. When her name was mentioned, she perked up, the corners of her mouth quirking into a smile. "Thank you, mister!" she says cheerfully before dispersing with the others. She hated the swamp, all the smells and the mud that stuck to her fur, but at least the people here weren't bad. (that mean ghost guy had yet to prove himself otherwise, though)