04-12-2021, 02:13 AM
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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #76b8cc; text-align: left; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px"]As an sliogán, Amhrán na Farraige
Tiny and still very young, the warrior's plight was well off into the little hybrid's future. She didn't even really know much about it. Sounded challenging. Cool.
Rowena's sea-green hues blinked. Large and curious at Drayden's call. Stumbling over her webbed paws, she bounded over to the older cub. Her rounded ears perked, head falling to one side. Looking between Drayden and the owl. An owl.
"Was it hard to catch?" She couldn't imagine taking down a bird so big. No. Those things could swallow her whole. Discerning thought. She didn't stay on it long, still peering at Drayden. So this was... The last... No. Second? Part of his warrior's plight. Cool.
[/td][/tr][/table]Rowena's sea-green hues blinked. Large and curious at Drayden's call. Stumbling over her webbed paws, she bounded over to the older cub. Her rounded ears perked, head falling to one side. Looking between Drayden and the owl. An owl.
"Was it hard to catch?" She couldn't imagine taking down a bird so big. No. Those things could swallow her whole. Discerning thought. She didn't stay on it long, still peering at Drayden. So this was... The last... No. Second? Part of his warrior's plight. Cool.
© MADI
idir brí is idir muir, tá mé i dtiúin
( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)
( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)