10-25-2022, 08:10 PM
You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
We swore that death will do us part
The jaglion drifted through the jungle, a soft hum slipping past her muzzle as she carried on her way. A satchel rested against her side, filled to the brim with herbs of many kind. It had been a good day, filled with nothing but gathering to replenish her stock back at home. Her business was booming right now and it made her day's fly by, either delivering orders, making them or out searching for more ingredients.
Her humming ceased when her gaze caught sight of Kold walking towards her, the other seeming to be distracted by something and what that was Clove didn't particularly care to look up and find out. "Ya might wanna watch where you're going there," she said with a slight teasing tone. "Don't wanna end up walking into someone," she mused. The pregnant gal slowed her pace until she finally came to a stop, sarcasm and a hint of teasing shifting across her features.
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You'll never takes us alive!
Her humming ceased when her gaze caught sight of Kold walking towards her, the other seeming to be distracted by something and what that was Clove didn't particularly care to look up and find out. "Ya might wanna watch where you're going there," she said with a slight teasing tone. "Don't wanna end up walking into someone," she mused. The pregnant gal slowed her pace until she finally came to a stop, sarcasm and a hint of teasing shifting across her features.
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You'll never takes us alive!
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