FIADH
our paths, they did cross, though I cannot say just why
The stream of air blown in her face has the desired effect, and the raccoon kit's little masked face scrunches dramatically, ears flattening back, and she mewls at him and wriggles as if to escape around his shoulders. Again her tail will attempt to wrap around his face, Fiadh somehow ending up half inside his collar and simultaneously trying to remove one of his shirt buttons. Maybe I can watch you fix my chariot? she suggests, sticking her snout into his ear and snuffling loudly.
In exchange I will let you have a ride in it for free, she tells him, as if that's a very reasonable exchange given that she clearly has a chariot and he does not. Finders keepers and all that. Though you will need to make sure that it doesn't fly into any more trees, please.
In exchange I will let you have a ride in it for free, she tells him, as if that's a very reasonable exchange given that she clearly has a chariot and he does not. Finders keepers and all that. Though you will need to make sure that it doesn't fly into any more trees, please.
