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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
It appeared none with chicken-knowledge would approach. The tiny tirone certainly had none. Barely even knew what a chicken was, honestly. Not particularly common on a pirate ship.
They kind of looked funny... Though that might be rude to say. The petite hybrid could certainly tell Onyxpaw liked her weird birds. So she wouldn't mention that they looked strange. Not immediately. A little too round. Just. Silly.
Little webbed paws ferried Rowena over, joining the Survivor with curiosity in her seagreen hues. Buzzing with confusion as the gladiator lifted and examined one of the birds. Her head tilted to the side. What was she trying to do? The chicken didn't look hurt or anything to her. Maybe da would know...? "Was wrong, Onyxpaw?"
[/td][/tr][/table]They kind of looked funny... Though that might be rude to say. The petite hybrid could certainly tell Onyxpaw liked her weird birds. So she wouldn't mention that they looked strange. Not immediately. A little too round. Just. Silly.
Little webbed paws ferried Rowena over, joining the Survivor with curiosity in her seagreen hues. Buzzing with confusion as the gladiator lifted and examined one of the birds. Her head tilted to the side. What was she trying to do? The chicken didn't look hurt or anything to her. Maybe da would know...? "Was wrong, Onyxpaw?"
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( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)
( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)