Arms Full of Splinters [AW]
12-02-2017, 03:01 PM
Shaking her head briefly as Pyralis set to work catching the beaver and then carving it up like it was the most natural thing to do with your catch, Iskra looked at Arwen and stuck her tongue out. Gross! Looking back at the woman who now carried a delightful severed head - oh my! - Iskra giggled and waved a paw, "Oh, the pleasure was ours, I assure you." Then, turning back to the adorable little tag-along of hers, Iskra chirped, "Well, what do you say we go explore some more and look for animals less stinky than beavers, hm?" Slipping into a bow, she growled playfully at the child, suddenly leaping to the side and loping off through the grass in search of adventures that didn't involve any decapitation. That seemed like a little much. -exit-
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