Whitefish River A Ton of Lashin' for Ashton

◆its impossible for me to not dig Lasher, Eb. Great work. ♥◆



"Hahaha, Lash, it's the shoddy methods that make it fun! Bein' all nice and neat, and cookie cuttin' your life isn't somethin' thats good for ya, bro. Riot it up!"

It was then that Ashton decided to cannonball the shallow waters of the river.
Tucking his slender tender limbs underhim, he launched himself in the crystalline waters, drenching both the lupines with the refreshing liquid.
Mother Nature was great.

Looking from under his thick blonde bangs that hung heavy with the river water, emerald looked at the darkie.
Taltos, eh?
"Rad name, Lash. Im diggin it."

Another grin spread whimsically across his features and the teen thpught on Lashers second sentence.

"Well, came out here to get the little fish ta make a bit of meds with em. They wouldn't be all that great of a meal, as you can see.
There's something that resides in their organs, something that effectively heals cuts faster than a normal cream or poultice. Was gonna make sure it worked, but bleh."