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The petite fleshweaver only really wandered out where the land faded and died when she was thinking. Lost somewhere in her mind. While the land was slowly recovering, there wouldn't be much to find here. The druid drifted out of her thoughts when she heard voices. Ears perking curiously. Sounded like Serpentine. The new raptor.
Though she didn't feel particularly social, she began to trot over. Supposing it was polite. And she wondered why they were way out here in the first place. Hazel hues flickering inquisitively as she watched the dinosaur work. "Salut, Serpentine," she offered softly.
"Do... Do you need any help?" The deer-fox hardly minded offering some time and effort to a helpful task. If he needed anything that was. Or even wanted an assistant. Some liked working alone. Especially when it came to getting comfortable. Aine liked working indepedently herself, so she would certainly understand.
[/td][/tr][/table]Though she didn't feel particularly social, she began to trot over. Supposing it was polite. And she wondered why they were way out here in the first place. Hazel hues flickering inquisitively as she watched the dinosaur work. "Salut, Serpentine," she offered softly.
"Do... Do you need any help?" The deer-fox hardly minded offering some time and effort to a helpful task. If he needed anything that was. Or even wanted an assistant. Some liked working alone. Especially when it came to getting comfortable. Aine liked working indepedently herself, so she would certainly understand.
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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