Lost Creek Hollow find a girl, settle down

momma liffey's backrubs were of top tier quality -- certainly better than her bartending capabilities. in no time sionnach's nonsensical babbles became muffled murmurs, and she was snoring heavily between her mother's paws.

no doubt, her angelic little princess would be up to throw more tantrums in a matter of minutes - but for now the darling angel slept, dreaming of an open milk bar and unlimited shrimp cocktails.