Spirits On Ice
07-14-2021, 07:46 PM
(Posting Cen first because we can probably skip her for at least a few rounds)
"speech"
The tiny girl pushed further into her father, slipping backward to try and hide behind his forelimb as the ghost moved towards them, gliding along the ice towards them in a way she had never seen before. While her father was himself a rather fluffy wolf she had yet to see anyone who looked quite like the woman, her opaline color only helping to confuse the young girl. As if to stop her from fleeing total her father would settle himself into a seated position, gently herding her with his massive paws so she was snuggled against his abdomen, placing a paw in front of her to allow her to continue to hide from the encroaching spirit clearly unsettled.
She spoke and Cen buried her face in her father's thick fur, drowning out much of the words exchanged between the two.
The tiny girl pushed further into her father, slipping backward to try and hide behind his forelimb as the ghost moved towards them, gliding along the ice towards them in a way she had never seen before. While her father was himself a rather fluffy wolf she had yet to see anyone who looked quite like the woman, her opaline color only helping to confuse the young girl. As if to stop her from fleeing total her father would settle himself into a seated position, gently herding her with his massive paws so she was snuggled against his abdomen, placing a paw in front of her to allow her to continue to hide from the encroaching spirit clearly unsettled.
She spoke and Cen buried her face in her father's thick fur, drowning out much of the words exchanged between the two.
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