October
a sunflower soul
with rock'n roll eyes
with rock'n roll eyes
"I do quite like squash though." Tobi muses to herself. Whether she means in general, or to cromch on as a dog isn't entirely clear though. (Both, the answer is both).
As she reaches for Ever, Tobi coos adoringly at him and in turn he reaches up to grab at her lips. "Str-ng -ip" She mouths as Ever cackles and finally releases her. Sinking down onto the blanket, Tobi flashes Finn an appreciative smile as she hands their son over.
"Would you like...chicken salad, or bacon and tomato?" She asks of the sandwiches they'd brought with them. Eyeing them both withdrool saliva already beginning to coat her tongue, Tobi is happy to take whatever Finn doesn't want. Across the pathway, a tennis-ball-sized gourd rolls ominously back and forth, hissing under its breath. Eyeing it, it's all Tobi can do to remind herself that the food they have brought with them will taste better than the satisfaction she'll get from chomping the gourd in her teeth.
As she reaches for Ever, Tobi coos adoringly at him and in turn he reaches up to grab at her lips. "Str-ng -ip" She mouths as Ever cackles and finally releases her. Sinking down onto the blanket, Tobi flashes Finn an appreciative smile as she hands their son over.
"Would you like...chicken salad, or bacon and tomato?" She asks of the sandwiches they'd brought with them. Eyeing them both with
curious thoughts
& a heart of surprise
& a heart of surprise