*Good Morning everyone, my existence is pain today.*
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
John Price is sharppening his nails, a cigar between his teeth.
*Its fine.*
They see, within the shadows nearby, rests the Abomination, blooding from wounds he didn’t have before.
Sparrow walks past, tipping his hat to the dragon hybrid, having moved his bandana back on to hide his face.
*I love playing Sparrow anyway, love him honestly. As a country boi.*
She stands up, walking over. She stubs her cigarette out on the ground, humming happily. She crouches down and tilts her head "Need help?"
Price raises a brow, nodding back "Mornin' "
They look down at her, their frantic yellow eyes slowing down as they look at her. They rumble “Don’t worry about me Honeywhisker, I’m fine.” The wounds are deep cuts, long, but seem to be healing at a rapid pace.
“Mornin’ pardner. I ain’t seen nothin’ like you in while.” He pulls out a cigarette, lighting it with a snap.
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
John Price is sharppening his nails, a cigar between his teeth.
*Its fine.*
They see, within the shadows nearby, rests the Abomination, blooding from wounds he didn’t have before.
Sparrow walks past, tipping his hat to the dragon hybrid, having moved his bandana back on to hide his face.
*I love playing Sparrow anyway, love him honestly. As a country boi.*
She stands up, walking over. She stubs her cigarette out on the ground, humming happily. She crouches down and tilts her head "Need help?"
Price raises a brow, nodding back "Mornin' "
They look down at her, their frantic yellow eyes slowing down as they look at her. They rumble “Don’t worry about me Honeywhisker, I’m fine.” The wounds are deep cuts, long, but seem to be healing at a rapid pace.
“Mornin’ pardner. I ain’t seen nothin’ like you in while.” He pulls out a cigarette, lighting it with a snap.
She walks back to her tent, pulling out her herbalism kit and walking back. She begins to bandage the wounds, purring contently.
"Haven't seen things like you either." he extends a claw "My name is Price."
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
John Price is sharppening his nails, a cigar between his teeth.
*Its fine.*
They see, within the shadows nearby, rests the Abomination, blooding from wounds he didn’t have before.
Sparrow walks past, tipping his hat to the dragon hybrid, having moved his bandana back on to hide his face.
*I love playing Sparrow anyway, love him honestly. As a country boi.*
She stands up, walking over. She stubs her cigarette out on the ground, humming happily. She crouches down and tilts her head "Need help?"
Price raises a brow, nodding back "Mornin' "
They look down at her, their frantic yellow eyes slowing down as they look at her. They rumble “Don’t worry about me Honeywhisker, I’m fine.” The wounds are deep cuts, long, but seem to be healing at a rapid pace.
“Mornin’ pardner. I ain’t seen nothin’ like you in while.” He pulls out a cigarette, lighting it with a snap.
She walks back to her tent, pulling out her herbalism kit and walking back. She begins to bandage the wounds, purring contently.
"Haven't seen things like you either." he extends a claw "My name is Price."
He doesn’t stop her, although he seemingly doesn’t want her to, “How have you been Honeywhisker?”
He takes the hand with a firm handshake “Sparrow Valentine, the some interestin’ features ya got there, claws and the like.”
*Wassup yall, I’m here now, and I’m actually not cold this time.*
*Lucky, its freezing here at the NC.*
*I would some of my warmth your way if I could. How are you?*
*Had to set out a table so fuuuuun.*
*Hmm, well, I hope you have an even better day than you already are having. The best day if you will.*
*I will try. I got to get a tire out of the mud later which iwdxjiwdxkjdbxknbs*
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
John Price is sharppening his nails, a cigar between his teeth.
*Its fine.*
They see, within the shadows nearby, rests the Abomination, blooding from wounds he didn’t have before.
Sparrow walks past, tipping his hat to the dragon hybrid, having moved his bandana back on to hide his face.
*I love playing Sparrow anyway, love him honestly. As a country boi.*
She stands up, walking over. She stubs her cigarette out on the ground, humming happily. She crouches down and tilts her head "Need help?"
Price raises a brow, nodding back "Mornin' "
They look down at her, their frantic yellow eyes slowing down as they look at her. They rumble “Don’t worry about me Honeywhisker, I’m fine.” The wounds are deep cuts, long, but seem to be healing at a rapid pace.
“Mornin’ pardner. I ain’t seen nothin’ like you in while.” He pulls out a cigarette, lighting it with a snap.
She walks back to her tent, pulling out her herbalism kit and walking back. She begins to bandage the wounds, purring contently.
"Haven't seen things like you either." he extends a claw "My name is Price."
He doesn’t stop her, although he seemingly doesn’t want her to, “How have you been Honeywhisker?”
He takes the hand with a firm handshake “Sparrow Valentine, the some interestin’ features ya got there, claws and the like.”
"I am good!" She chirps, giggling a bit "You okay? Well.. you a bit better now?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Half-Dragons are like that lad." He folds his arms "Scales an' the such."
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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(what happened)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*I know the feeling, hope the mud doesn’t cause ya too much trouble. Want to roleplay?*
*Course! Who would you like to rp with?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Honeywhisker and The Abomination, and someone else. You decide the other, because that seems fair.*
Honeywhisker is a bit high, humming to herself as she paints the surrounding forest.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The Abomination, having taken his more beastly and demonic form, is watching from a concealed spot, barely able to restrain themselves from violence. Honeywhisker can feel the familiar presence of the Abomination though.
*I was asking you to make another interaction of your choice! It’s fine.*
*ACK- IM SORRY. My brain isn't working well today..*
She looks around, slightly aware of the feeling. Her ears flick a bit, her green eyes blinking.
*MOKWKNSNKWNSJN- UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM*
John Price is sharppening his nails, a cigar between his teeth.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Its fine.*
They see, within the shadows nearby, rests the Abomination, blooding from wounds he didn’t have before.
Sparrow walks past, tipping his hat to the dragon hybrid, having moved his bandana back on to hide his face.
*I love playing Sparrow anyway, love him honestly. As a country boi.*
She stands up, walking over. She stubs her cigarette out on the ground, humming happily. She crouches down and tilts her head "Need help?"
Price raises a brow, nodding back "Mornin' "
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Morning you goobers :>*
*GOOBER [HUGGLES]*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
They look down at her, their frantic yellow eyes slowing down as they look at her. They rumble “Don’t worry about me Honeywhisker, I’m fine.” The wounds are deep cuts, long, but seem to be healing at a rapid pace.
“Mornin’ pardner. I ain’t seen nothin’ like you in while.” He pulls out a cigarette, lighting it with a snap.
*Hiiiiii [Cuddles]*
She walks back to her tent, pulling out her herbalism kit and walking back. She begins to bandage the wounds, purring contently.
"Haven't seen things like you either." he extends a claw "My name is Price."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*How are ya?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Pretty good, feeling better*
*Thats good :D*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He doesn’t stop her, although he seemingly doesn’t want her to, “How have you been Honeywhisker?”
He takes the hand with a firm handshake “Sparrow Valentine, the some interestin’ features ya got there, claws and the like.”
*How about you? :>*
"I am good!" She chirps, giggling a bit "You okay? Well.. you a bit better now?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Half-Dragons are like that lad." He folds his arms "Scales an' the such."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘