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just tossing myself in, as of now gucci is more set dressing than an active participant

he had pranced over in a rush, having freshly tussled with the outdoor dining area's arraignments. how was he to know his favored decorative petals had gone out of season?

the chihuahua had seated himself by his pharaoh's throne, occupying a spot he believed to have earned.

( how had a year passed so quick? )

khaba was a proven mazoi, now captain to the red spire's guard. deserved, fully, after a service more consistent than impressive.

the one he brought, was eye-catching. a showdog's critical gaze found faults, unwanted exaggerations, the woman's beauty sourced from uniqueness in place of conformity.

but gucci could not speak for his king's tastes, and remained quiet, poised, snout upwards tilted and eyes narrowed.