My Eyes
04-23-2016, 01:39 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-23-2016, 01:41 PM by Naudir.)
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Naudir pranced and skittered through the dappled sunlight that barely managed to make it’s way down to the forest floor through the massive trees. Branwen was hopping in front of her, taking flight just as she’d pounce! No fair! She had no idea where Balthazaar was in all this, probably off grousing about. Just as she missed Branwen once again she heard her mother’s call. Little ears stood up and flicked toward the sound as she got to her feet and raced to answer, tail practically wagging as she saw her mother. “Hallo Mor!”
She raced up to Katja, leaping up just a bit to try and nuzzle the older woman. Hva skal vi gjøre i dag?
"Speech"
Naudir pranced and skittered through the dappled sunlight that barely managed to make it’s way down to the forest floor through the massive trees. Branwen was hopping in front of her, taking flight just as she’d pounce! No fair! She had no idea where Balthazaar was in all this, probably off grousing about. Just as she missed Branwen once again she heard her mother’s call. Little ears stood up and flicked toward the sound as she got to her feet and raced to answer, tail practically wagging as she saw her mother. “Hallo Mor!”
She raced up to Katja, leaping up just a bit to try and nuzzle the older woman. Hva skal vi gjøre i dag?
"Speech"