Wapun Meadow and we'll never be royals

sucky phone post.
french translation, oh hell!

 

 

flowers, they were always her favorite. just like her mother had told her, they were soft and delicate. this was why she was named after suck a gentle thing because she was just that, frail and pretty. a fleeting beauty in the spring, pink lips smiled as she held the daisy-like petals. not noticing the darker creature that had taken up residence, nor had she noticed their approuch until the sound of their voice.

it is ain’t it?

she jumped slightly at the words giving a muffled exclamation french, "oh enfer!" the flowers in her mouth remained but her rather feminine voice was still heard. before answering her new companion she placed her bouquet at her paws, making sure they would not be crushed or disturbed. "ah.. yes, it is." she responded with a slight french accent though her tone was high and breathy as those cornflower blue eyes were turned in her companion.