November 19, 2014, 10:33 AM
Thistle shook her head at him and dipped her muzzle. Come on you stubborn man. Let's go home. She turned towards their home, grumbling under her breath about stubborn unsufferable husbands, and their never failing ability to get hurt. She also was thinking of all the things she could use to help him feel better, but she knew he'd use his mushrooms first, damn things that they were anyway.
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ode to the fallen (m) - by Ragnar - November 07, 2014, 06:36 PM
RE: ode to the fallen - by Thistle Cloud - November 07, 2014, 07:14 PM
RE: ode to the fallen - by Ragnar - November 07, 2014, 10:40 PM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Thistle Cloud - November 08, 2014, 06:44 PM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Ragnar - November 09, 2014, 08:32 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Thistle Cloud - November 10, 2014, 04:32 PM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Ragnar - November 11, 2014, 08:49 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Thistle Cloud - November 11, 2014, 11:21 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Ragnar - November 13, 2014, 08:02 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Thistle Cloud - November 13, 2014, 09:22 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Ragnar - November 14, 2014, 08:43 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Thistle Cloud - November 15, 2014, 05:07 PM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Ragnar - November 17, 2014, 09:14 AM
RE: ode to the fallen (m) - by Thistle Cloud - November 19, 2014, 10:33 AM