I'm Worse At What I Do Best
08-21-2017, 02:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-17-2017, 08:11 PM by Agria.)
The bright fae walked with elongated legs, royal in every step. Her head swayed slightly with her chin tucked into her chest and eyes closed. She may have seemed to be dancing, actually she was, humming a faint little song she made up in her head. One by one, she opened up her blush eyelids to look down at the splash she made and the muck on her front paws. But she wasn't angry. In fact, she started to jump around like a playful puppy. Muddy water flung around, the beautiful girl paying no mind to her dirty pelt. But something caught her eye so she stopped dead in her tracks. Eyes narrowed she would then trot over to the moving creatures and then pounce, landing her ribs into the mucky water, and start pawing at it like a cat. She watched the little floating spiders glide across the water's surface, but they were very tiny. She found joy in scaring them, a simple pleasure. "Mmhmm. MMHmmm." She just couldn't help but giggle, her imagination running wild. "A-heh-hehe" |
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