05-02-2021, 12:30 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
The boardwalk was a lot more interesting to explore now. Like an obstacle course, the tiny hybrid had to climb or duck under things that were scattered about. After all, climbing a regular bench was boring... Climbing a tipped over bench was fun.
As she clambered up one of those wooden towers (they were awful big for her) she spotted Sunsetpaw nearby. Putting something on her face. The tirone had never really done much accessorizing. She'd seen earrings and necklaces among her mother's crew but... Whatever Sunsetpaw had on wasn't familiar.
They were shaped weird. And colored weird... Could she see okay? Rowena bounded over, seagreen hues large in confusion. "What's on your face, Sunsetpaw? It's cool."
[/td][/tr][/table]As she clambered up one of those wooden towers (they were awful big for her) she spotted Sunsetpaw nearby. Putting something on her face. The tirone had never really done much accessorizing. She'd seen earrings and necklaces among her mother's crew but... Whatever Sunsetpaw had on wasn't familiar.
They were shaped weird. And colored weird... Could she see okay? Rowena bounded over, seagreen hues large in confusion. "What's on your face, Sunsetpaw? It's cool."
© MADI
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( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)
( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)