The Sunspire i might like to know you

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So, the pink flowers were poisonous. Of course, the only harmful plant among them had to be the one she could not identify. Anouke's face grew flushed and hot; were not not for the dark fur on her face, she would have appeared visibly ruddy. Oh.. she spoke in a quiet voice, looking away, ears folding backwards. She could not recall the last time she had been this embarrassed.

I-I'm so sorry, m-miss. I should have known better. I could have... could have hurt you, Her periwinkle eyes shimmered with moisture. She squeezed them shut, and when they reopened, twin streams rolled down either side of her face. Her voice broke. I'm so st-stupid... She shook her head at herself, ever the overly sensitive creature. She didn't know what else to say. She had hoped tha the gift of the bouquet might earn her a new friend, but it had backfired on her. Horribly. 

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