stars above || sherbet: open || burning ice

[DRAYDEN CIPHER.]

[glow=white,1,400]I'LL RUN IN CIRCLES 'TILL I CRASH ! — , PALM GLADES, 8 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Drayden was blissfully unaware of the thought that plagued Sherbet, completely entranced by the fact that Sherbet's fur was ice cream. Startled by the fact that a glob came off when he touched it, but not when Sherbet shuffled about in the sand, Drayden shook his paw, trying to get some of Sherbet's fur off of him. "How do you do that?" He asked. "The-the... not getting everywhere in the sand thing."[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]