basil brush aint got nothin on me
10-03-2022, 03:45 PM
Oh his brother was a crafty one, every bit a pirate as a gleam as shiny as gold lit up Jack's eyes. Ajax didn't even have time to offer an affirmative before his brother's form began to blur, flapping this way and that, sending a torrent of water right in Ajax's direction. By the time he was done, the little fox was closer to a drowned rat than anything else. All dripping wet, eyes squeezed closed and somehow pleased as a punch. Yep, he loved water! Was it obvious? "I told Mum one day I'mma swim to those faaaar away islands. Do you wanna come too?" It felt like an important question to ask, as fun was not to be had a lone. The more the merrier, happy memories were for everyone, not treasure to be coveted. |