Soleil
Soleil's dark brows furrow slightly, concerned as she leans back in to whisper to Trinket. "You have enemies?" She wants to ask further things, like 'are you safe?' or perhaps 'why?' but there is still the matter of the distracting doll and the boy that tries in vain to ignore them. She is far too polite to not reserve those questions for later.
Biting her lip as Trinket poses the idea in a different way, Soleil fusses with her coat buttons and realizes that while gophers and groundhogs are much easier and more fun to scare, scaring people seems a little too mean to her. "Well...maybe instead, I can distract him and make him leave the tent so you can go inside?" The same idea in reverse.
Biting her lip as Trinket poses the idea in a different way, Soleil fusses with her coat buttons and realizes that while gophers and groundhogs are much easier and more fun to scare, scaring people seems a little too mean to her. "Well...maybe instead, I can distract him and make him leave the tent so you can go inside?" The same idea in reverse.
let us live like flowers, darling
wild and beautiful and drenched in sun
wild and beautiful and drenched in sun
