Testaments of Dedication

◆I thought you were gonna edit the newcomer part, so I waited..I still think it's chill though. :P putting this in mid autumn? I think that's close to when Ash joined.◆


Where in all ballistic balls of blue, is the dandilions? And why in tramplin' Bambi's, was there no nearby milkweed?
Dude...it's not spring anymore...
..I knew that.
Mhmn.

The golden teen considered turning back to the Pom Pom tree, snagging a few more delishushnesh balls of delectability, until he took a whiff of the surroundings.
Who else could that be?

A sight greeted him, and it only took a mild 50 degree left turn of his noggin, for him to see her.
Greyscale. Same scent. A smidge of 'innocent but can do what te fuhk I wanna' in her walk.
Yup, it was Som.

"Hey there, missy. You wouldn't happen ta know where the nearest pumpkin would be, would ya? I got daps' a bumps to throw your way." The reference to the pack meeting held not too long ago was a nice greeting in his opinion, and it's nt like he didn't hav the chutz ta chat with a Dudette, even if he accidentally hipped her when he was under Orange Helmet of Freedom, Pumpkin Crown of Liberty.

Ash barked a soft laugh, and offered a paw bump to the greyscale girl.