03-08-2021, 11:17 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — The swamp was not a deterrent for Jolyne. It was an encouragement for her. A challenge. The gators were toys to her, teasing them and leaping out of range before they could snap her up. It was something she could run with after her parents' deaths. Gave her life and adrenaline. "Haha! Can't get me now, buddy! Go on and walk away, I'm waiting for a patrol" She laughed, shooing away a particularly angry gator that stuck around before eventually leaving her alone. Perched upon a high branch the american fold hummed gently. Someone's bound to show up so she can join, right? She wanted to join the swamp people!
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗