10-08-2020, 09:30 PM
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[ hit me with those cards ! c: ]
Even in the jungle, the petite deer-fox felt the crisp air of autumn. Hard to think it was almost Halloween again. The fall child hummed softly, ears perking at the call for tasks. She had plenty to keep her paws busy, organizing herbs in the temple, but she didn't mind a change in job. Attention constantly adrift.
With a soft smile, the Fleshweaver bounded up after her father. Curious. He had to tell a story? Could he read one of the books he used to read her? That'd be nice. Maybe too long... Oh well. Still.
"Salut, Jack. I- I'd like one too, please. Merci."
[/td][/tr][/table]Even in the jungle, the petite deer-fox felt the crisp air of autumn. Hard to think it was almost Halloween again. The fall child hummed softly, ears perking at the call for tasks. She had plenty to keep her paws busy, organizing herbs in the temple, but she didn't mind a change in job. Attention constantly adrift.
With a soft smile, the Fleshweaver bounded up after her father. Curious. He had to tell a story? Could he read one of the books he used to read her? That'd be nice. Maybe too long... Oh well. Still.
"Salut, Jack. I- I'd like one too, please. Merci."
© MADI
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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desert flower
the land for the