Dawnlark Plains a little wrinkle in time, make you pull the iron out

love this! and them! tysm <3

well.
if she could have flushed another gradient of red, she might have done so. her own tail waved. "be careful along de sea, thyme," chani said seriously. "if a wave does not get you, a t'ousand crabs are sure to do just dat."
a wink, a grin; a jest; she turned and ran for home, showing off a little as she sprang in rangy steps along the slickened ground.