05-15-2019, 10:11 AM
[font=trebuchet ms]There were people coming over, and lots of them. (Three wasn't really that many, but when all the attention was on her exclusively, it felt like a lot.)
Moomin was first to approach; he wasn't terribly intimidating, and in fact was pretty friendly. He was also quick to take both of the baskets, to which she shook her head. "I can take one," she said, twitching her ears. "Don't take both." Glancing up at the mountain, she added, "I'll lead us there."
The next to come over were Stark and Killua, both of which were a good deal more imposing than Moomin. Still, that was just her nerves talking- neither of them were hostile in nature. Stark's offer to help was also met with a head shake from Straw. "I think that's it," she said.
Looking over to Killua, who had conjured up a box of sweets for himself (she half wanted to ask how, but decided against it), she adjusted her mask with one paw and answered, "Juice." It was thick juice, but it was juice nonetheless. Hopefully they'd like it.
"Follow me," she said quietly, turning towards the mountain trail and walking towards it. If Moomin released one of the baskets, she would take it, but if not, she'd just walk on.
/rushy-not-exactly-refined post
Moomin was first to approach; he wasn't terribly intimidating, and in fact was pretty friendly. He was also quick to take both of the baskets, to which she shook her head. "I can take one," she said, twitching her ears. "Don't take both." Glancing up at the mountain, she added, "I'll lead us there."
The next to come over were Stark and Killua, both of which were a good deal more imposing than Moomin. Still, that was just her nerves talking- neither of them were hostile in nature. Stark's offer to help was also met with a head shake from Straw. "I think that's it," she said.
Looking over to Killua, who had conjured up a box of sweets for himself (she half wanted to ask how, but decided against it), she adjusted her mask with one paw and answered, "Juice." It was thick juice, but it was juice nonetheless. Hopefully they'd like it.
"Follow me," she said quietly, turning towards the mountain trail and walking towards it. If Moomin released one of the baskets, she would take it, but if not, she'd just walk on.
/rushy-not-exactly-refined post
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