03-06-2021, 07:12 PM
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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin
Any work within the tavern caught the tiny dealer's attention. Since she resided in the Sky Parlor, it was often hard to miss the hustle and bustle of paws at work. She certainly didn't mind. Unsurprised to hear it was Goldie at the heart of it. Potluck preprations. It felt familiar. It was just the sort of job she'd put her mind to.
"Aloha, Goldie," the petite wildcat called, quickly trotting down the stairs. Eager to be useful herself, Keona made her way over. Ears perked in attention. Curious. "Anything I can help with?"
She knew she was not much use in the kitchen. Or as a heavy lifter. But there was plenty of work to be done.
[/td][/tr][/table]"Aloha, Goldie," the petite wildcat called, quickly trotting down the stairs. Eager to be useful herself, Keona made her way over. Ears perked in attention. Curious. "Anything I can help with?"
She knew she was not much use in the kitchen. Or as a heavy lifter. But there was plenty of work to be done.
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