03-24-2021, 06:19 PM
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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #76b8cc; text-align: left; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px"]As an sliogán, Amhrán na Farraige
The chirping noise had caught the tiny hybrid's ears. Webbed paws quickly scampering over the sand. Sea-green hues large in curiosity. Catching the tail end of Winterhymns words. Chicks.
Rowena crept forward, watching the newly hatched bird for a long moment. It didn't look... The most like any bird she'd ever seen before. So fuzzy. Of course, born on the open sea, the pirate's daughter had only truly seen full-grown ocean birds.
"What's a coop?" The tirone inquired, tongue playing with the unfamiliar word. Elongated oo... Kind of fun word. Had never heard it before. How would it keep the chicks contained?
[/td][/tr][/table]Rowena crept forward, watching the newly hatched bird for a long moment. It didn't look... The most like any bird she'd ever seen before. So fuzzy. Of course, born on the open sea, the pirate's daughter had only truly seen full-grown ocean birds.
"What's a coop?" The tirone inquired, tongue playing with the unfamiliar word. Elongated oo... Kind of fun word. Had never heard it before. How would it keep the chicks contained?
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( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)
( *+☽ ━━━━━━━━━ rowena / the palm glades / [color=#2B3E69]tags)