Lifting her paw off one pumpkin, she gently made a move to touch one of its neighbors. The second one was much bumpier in nature, and not as smooth as the first one. She hadn’t realized just how absorbed she had gotten in her evaluation until her mother’s voice took her by surprise. Talyssa gasped, quickly looking over her shoulder, and immediately settling on the earthy tones of Briar’s feminine frame. She hadn’t quite registered what had even been said before a toothy grin tugged at her lips. “Yeah! Each one is different.” She acknowledged. Pumpkins. She would have to remember that.
Though, she was pulled from those thoughts with the gentle touch of affection on her forehead. Talyssa leaned into it, enjoying the one-on-one attention. But when Briar purposed the idea as to what they should do with the pumpkins, Talyssa was immediately engaged. “That sounds fun!” She responded gleefully. Except for one thing.“But how do you carve a pumpkin?” She asked expectantly.
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