The Stick

N/A · 08-11-2015, 09:11 AM

It was a stick that the young girl had claimed as her “prisoner”. It was good that a child had imagination, but still Cypress couldn’t help but be a tad worried for her. Juniper... Something about her seemed odd. Off. He had yet to discuss this fear with Arian, but Cypress was doing his best to keep a level head about the supposed issues his daughter might posses. Perhaps he was just being an overly worried father, and nothing more was the matter with her. Cy would wake to find the little girl not laying with her siblings and, with a sigh, he would rise and go off to find her... Talking with the stick.

“...and what pray tell is Phil suggesting the two of you do?” The man would ask, overhearing the last bit of Juniper’s words. He would frown deeply, coming up behind his daughter with a worried look. Maybe he was just being overprotective... But then again... Maybe he wasn’t.

"Speech"

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