Northstar Vale To bethlehem it slouched

tamar sniffed at the fruit.

"perhaps it is not yet ripe?" she posited, using a small paw to bat it gently from their path. kallik's expression had been quite funny to see but she did not want him to think that she was laughing at him.

he was quite prickly. it was endearing, for it showed how much he loved aquene.

she rose up and stropped bark from another tree.