August 14, 2023, 12:40 PM
Haizel trotted along, sniffing flowers peacefully after that pale wolf disappeared suddenly. He was particularly interested in debating on weather or not the flowers would be able to survive the trek back to Akashingo and then survive the harsh sun.
They'd look beautiful for her coronation, and he desperately needed to figure out designs for sticking them into fur. But he was getting ahead of himself, wasn't he?
They'd look beautiful for her coronation, and he desperately needed to figure out designs for sticking them into fur. But he was getting ahead of himself, wasn't he?
A lover of flowers, a friend to all.
The gentle giant sees no enemies,
but friends unchristened with blossoms in their pelt.
The gentle giant sees no enemies,
but friends unchristened with blossoms in their pelt.
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Drunk in 1999. - by Towhee - August 08, 2023, 10:48 AM
RE: Drunk in 1999. - by Haizel - August 14, 2023, 12:40 PM
RE: Drunk in 1999. - by Towhee - August 14, 2023, 12:54 PM
RE: Drunk in 1999. - by Haizel - August 14, 2023, 01:06 PM
RE: Drunk in 1999. - by Towhee - August 14, 2023, 01:13 PM