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10-31-2016, 12:56 PM
 Tangere is delighted by the voice booming in the shrouded darkness. Phrixus lifts from her withers, calling out with a few excitable clicks and diving down into the trees where everyone begins to file toward the coiling umbrage. She picks her way passed, her brown eyes locked on the sharp tips of Albrecht's curved horns. He's very tall and so he sticks out on that alone, never mind that handsome ginger body-beard he's rocking. She chuckles, nudging her darker friend and his very curious choice. “Well,” She giggles, “I guess I'll turn the world upside down then and request a TRICK, please!” She speaks up, swishing her dwarfed tail with glee. “I do hope I do not suffer for it.” Well if Albrecht gets to pick treat, which she would never expect, then she might as well see what it would do if she does something she typically wouldn't. She's a treat kind of girl, but today she's feeling awfully tricky. non omnis moriar |
stands next to @Albrecht , giggles at him and chooses TRICK
