Illona! I missed you. I missed everyone really. It's hard for me to express myself eheh.[/size]
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Unsurprisingly or not, it had never occurred to the little red wolf that she might be perceived as "crazy" as she had always placed this particular label on other particular wolves--quite generously, mind you. So when the other wolf humbly approached her recently established throne, she was unfazed. Pale green eyes full of ducks that swarmed the skies and lake, she did not take her eyes from them--well, she did sneak a peek at the fellow, but it was only a peek!--but held her stately stance. "Do you think that's a good title for me? Yes! Yes, I think it will do. And you, you will be Duck King...! Unless you find that a bit awkward, seeing as we hardly know each other. I also have the position of Prince, Knight, or lowly Jester." It was at this point that she broke from her stance and turned to look at the other wolf, and it was then that she quickly realized how unkempt he was. It was as if he did not know that hairbrushes and combs existed. "Oh! This will not do. If you are to be my king, you must look like a king. Come here so I can lick some of your hairs down." She imagined a more polished back, maybe something slicked back and trimmed short on the sides. That seemed to be trend these days, at least! |