The request for help is enough to overcome whatever reticence you may have felt around interfering. Popping out from behind your tree trunk, you waste no time in making your way over to where the funny white-haired man is hopping about, one of his shoes thoroughly taken by a puddle of mud.
Stopping beside him you kneel down, clearly without any qualms regarding getting yourself muddy. "It's so playful." Delight creeps into your voice as you poke a finger into the mud, laughing as it seems jerk back in alarm before oozing around your hand.
Looking up at the tall stranger you tilt your head to the side in thought, ignorant of the small patch of mushrooms that has appeared in the mud that clings to your hand. "Maybe it'd trade somethin' for the shoe? D'ya have anythin' else you could give it?"
Stopping beside him you kneel down, clearly without any qualms regarding getting yourself muddy. "It's so playful." Delight creeps into your voice as you poke a finger into the mud, laughing as it seems jerk back in alarm before oozing around your hand.
Looking up at the tall stranger you tilt your head to the side in thought, ignorant of the small patch of mushrooms that has appeared in the mud that clings to your hand. "Maybe it'd trade somethin' for the shoe? D'ya have anythin' else you could give it?"
there's no time to be bored
in a world as beautiful as this
in a world as beautiful as this
