Lena
Her eyes went to the slithering snake, tongue still poking out from the underbrush as it clearly was trying to decipher what they had nearby. No – nothing healthy for it anyways. Snakes are carnivores. And likely didn’t have anything in their digestive system that allowed them to partake in fruits and desserts. Frowning briefly, she studied and watched the little thing, cute and earnest, and she didn’t really want anything to happen to it. The birds skulking and lurking nearby would certainly think it an easy meal. I might have some treats buried in my bag. She’d done that for multitudes; including Mittens, and began pawing through the vessel, usually neatly organized.
Of course, her mind considered other things. I would hate to chase it off, but some predators nearby will likely snatch it up soon.
Of course, her mind considered other things. I would hate to chase it off, but some predators nearby will likely snatch it up soon.
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
