Tip, tippy toes,
08-31-2014, 06:07 PM
When I am wise, I am strong; Sing me a sweet song. With the twitching of her ears, her head turned around to watch Morgana as she approached, the stubborn in her refusing to budge. Yes, I did speak. Mekala's jaw dropped,, gawking at the female as he body turned awkwardly to put her head by her rump. It heard us! Her gaze had adjusted, starring flat out at Morgana like she was a side show atraction. Are you magic? The words came forth without any thought behind them, her voice rough from lack of use but carried an gentle tone to them. Her body twirled around after the question and she bounds towards the female. Smacking her paws onto the ground between them, her rump wriggles up high in the air. The stance was more than playfully as her tail flickered like a uncatchable flag. As I think, When I choose to speak, Lula's fuss, |