Growing like Weeds
Babies Visit
04-10-2022, 06:58 PM
Sierra was looking up at the massive steps, when suddenly a blue figure took up most of her view. She squeaked when she was scooped up by the middle, but offered no fight. Letting him carry her up on his paw until she was close to his face. There, she could see the amber of his eyes, and the grin as he called her an intruder. “Not an intruder, not an intruder!” she squeaked She wiggled against his kisses, but she wasn’t really trying to avoid them. Instead, she leaned two paws on his face, and began to lightly nip at his fur, growling like a great big demon (or a very tiny cat). ”Speech” ’Thought’ |
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