Lost Creek Hollow i was once like you are now, and i know that it's not easy

ofc! you can always PP <3

once breccan grasped the back of her neck, the tiny squirmy demon known as sionnach went limp. who knew that was all it took to subdue hell's tiny teeth? she glowered indignantly (not that you could see it through all the lumps) as he pried her from his limbs, placing her at the root and subsequently placing a paw in front of her lumpy face. sionnach squinted, the lumpy scowl still firmly affixed to her uneven features.

her jaws opened as she focused on the levitating paw, which was quite a tantalizing object for a miscreant puppy such as herself. she was just rocking back on her haunches (her front feet airborne) to launch up to bite said dangly peets when breccan mentioned the root. sharply, lumpy sionnach landed and jerked towards the root, gnawing its rough exterior with pipsqueak growls.