rebel just for kicks

ooc. me? forget about characters? definitely not

The sweet little thing was the very image of shock and awe. Hell yeah. The damsel had almost forgotten what this felt like. Her charming grin stayed firmly in place, praying that she could keep it up. "Oh, er, th-that's nice of you to say. Uhm, you're really pretty too," This was it, she had found the cutest girl in the world. Awkward, but polite. Amazing. If her grin could get any wider, it did. ”Why thank you, Maple. You're just a doll, aren't ya?” Alright, this was starting to get theatrical, she was laying it on so thick. Tone it down, or she might die.

”Isn't this place neato?” She cast a long look around the cavern, admiring the splendour. All the little pools, and the glittery way the dim light caught in the dew on the moss that covered the place. ”The ground is so soft, good for tired paws, huh?” She shifted from foot to foot to demonstrate, marigold eyes watching the moss spring slowly back up after each step. Her tortured feet were loving this place. With a broad grin, she glanced back up at Maple. Surely she had to see how cool this was too, right?