02-01-2020, 07:56 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — One second, Roan had just been staring up at his mother, curious as to why she was up somewhere so high, and wondering if perhaps they were going to be getting a new pretty pet bird. The next second, his mama was giggling a little bit down at him, shaking her head before she smiled warmly down at her son. She seemed excited, from the way that her eyes were twinkling down at him, and he felt excited by extension, his fur puffing up and energy rushing through his veins.
He had a little grin on his face that showed off his sharp tiny baby teeth, and a gasp left him once his mother explained why she was up in a tree far above both he and Idyll. She was making him a treehouse? A really real treehouse that he could invite his friends to and play games in and call his own? Just the thought of it made the boy's blue gaze light up, and he found himself stumbling into the base of the tree, tiny claws digging into the bark. His minuscule wings were flapping away excitedly on his back, but ultimately it was just his young scrambling that allowed him to climb up to where his mother was, landing clumsily on the base of the treehouse that his mother had made. It wasn't long before the kit hopped back up to his paws and rushed forward, embracing one of his mother's short legs in a hug. His voice came out in an overjoyed squeak, trying to properly express just how happy he was, "Mama! I cant believe you're really making me a treehouse! I'm so excited to see what it'll look like... I'll try to help however I can, okay? Thank you, Mama!" He gave his mother another firm hug around her leg before falling back, letting his eyes scan all around as he imagined what it would look like when it was done. He wondered if Roxie would let him decorate the walls his own way once they were done. The young male wasn't quite sure what he would put up yet if he was given the choice, but he'd pick something nice. Something pretty and cool, that the other kids could be impressed by.
He had a little grin on his face that showed off his sharp tiny baby teeth, and a gasp left him once his mother explained why she was up in a tree far above both he and Idyll. She was making him a treehouse? A really real treehouse that he could invite his friends to and play games in and call his own? Just the thought of it made the boy's blue gaze light up, and he found himself stumbling into the base of the tree, tiny claws digging into the bark. His minuscule wings were flapping away excitedly on his back, but ultimately it was just his young scrambling that allowed him to climb up to where his mother was, landing clumsily on the base of the treehouse that his mother had made. It wasn't long before the kit hopped back up to his paws and rushed forward, embracing one of his mother's short legs in a hug. His voice came out in an overjoyed squeak, trying to properly express just how happy he was, "Mama! I cant believe you're really making me a treehouse! I'm so excited to see what it'll look like... I'll try to help however I can, okay? Thank you, Mama!" He gave his mother another firm hug around her leg before falling back, letting his eyes scan all around as he imagined what it would look like when it was done. He wondered if Roxie would let him decorate the walls his own way once they were done. The young male wasn't quite sure what he would put up yet if he was given the choice, but he'd pick something nice. Something pretty and cool, that the other kids could be impressed by.
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