Oak, and ash, and thorn
02-04-2022, 05:48 PM
She stepped back at Bones' command, and made sure to bury her toes a little deeper in the silt. What kind of weirdo went around eating kids' toes for breakfast? Maybe a lunch.. or even a dinner, but surely that wasn't a healthy way to start the day. Ducky almost breathed a sigh of relief as the woman assured them she had no intention of eating their toes, almost, because the thought of a snapping turtle somewhere in the murk was somehow scarier than a swamp monster. Taking another step back, just in case, the youth began to contemplate the stranger's other questions. Unsure of just how much she should share, she offered her name, "'M Duckweed, or just Ducky." But she left the other questions unanswered, deferring the rest to Bones, who always knew the right answer.. |