Her voice is a fearless proclamation of protection
She lives what's within her out loud
She lives what's within her out loud
The flick of his fingers entices a snap of her large teeth in his direction, though her ears never waver from their forward mount upon her mighty head, clearly playful and juvenile in response to his own boyhood actions. His goading follows like a teasing echo in her head moments later, and she thumps her tail against the snow with a huff from her raspy vocals. Certainly not with you present to watch my inevitably hilarious failures. Envisioning herself soaked and freezing, clawing her way off an ice floe after a failed attempt at catching a fish. Far more likely than she’s willing to admit to.
His efforts are far more interesting for the moment anyway. She props her front half to better see the page he presents to her, pale green eyes sharp as they rove over charcoal strokes. I think with its usefulness it should be our priority. Upgrading it is the safest bet. The dark tip of her tail twitches as she waits for his response, for the creation that will spin from his hands as easily as cloth off a bolt.
His efforts are far more interesting for the moment anyway. She props her front half to better see the page he presents to her, pale green eyes sharp as they rove over charcoal strokes. I think with its usefulness it should be our priority. Upgrading it is the safest bet. The dark tip of her tail twitches as she waits for his response, for the creation that will spin from his hands as easily as cloth off a bolt.
