01-25-2021, 05:13 PM
[align=left]there's a chip on my shoulder *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
When she had stumbled over her paws, Moth had hoped that there wouldn't have been anyone around to see it. She had hoped that her embarrassment would be hers alone, and no one else would be able to tell the tale of the clumsy jaguar by the meeting. Of course, there always had to be another animal around, whether it was someone she knew or didn't, there was always someone around.
Eyes would flick over the other for a moment before a sigh of relief left her. It was someone nice, it was a Typhooner, the thick scent of the sea clinging to his fur. She had always liked that smell. "I think I got it." She would comment in response, offering a small smile to the other as she got her bearings once more, choosing to sit down for a moment so that she wouldn't immediately trip and fall once more. "Stranger or not, it's nice to see a friendly face around here." She would comment, "My name's Moth, I'm the reaper of medicine in Tanglewood."
//a little rushed sorry
Eyes would flick over the other for a moment before a sigh of relief left her. It was someone nice, it was a Typhooner, the thick scent of the sea clinging to his fur. She had always liked that smell. "I think I got it." She would comment in response, offering a small smile to the other as she got her bearings once more, choosing to sit down for a moment so that she wouldn't immediately trip and fall once more. "Stranger or not, it's nice to see a friendly face around here." She would comment, "My name's Moth, I'm the reaper of medicine in Tanglewood."
//a little rushed sorry
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* and it's big as a boulder