Record Lows
AW
09-25-2020, 02:08 PM
The distress of the girl was terribly obvious, and there was no dainty motion in her tears. It was a snot-nosed full blown breakdown going on over here. The young cryer took a step away from Lorikeet, and the blue dame paused in her advance. How to proceed? Wrestling her to the ground, well potentially fun, would only increase the girl's distress. Whatever affected her, had affected her trust as much as it had her heart. She flopped down gently on the grass before Aryn, stretching out her paws, before tucking them under her chin. Her tail curled lithly past her shapely bum and across one back leg. “Well, that would not do, not at all. Did you want to talk about it hun, or would you prefer a distraction?” she looked up at Aryn, who stood taller than her now. Peering at the tawny, silver marked wolf over her lashes. "Talk" "Listen" Think |
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