'That jerk! So that's where my clothes went!' Inearde growled as she shivered from the biting cold as Manar boldly stood atop the cliffside with a makeshift signal.
'Now we can get across.' The brassy-furred lad was cheeky indeed.
'cos I have work in an office and about 3/4 a day, 5 days a week so I'm not around to draw anything much. x) Do leave a message, lads'n lassies.
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Kyzarius
'Now we can get across.' The brassy-furred lad was cheeky indeed.
'cos I have work in an office and about 3/4 a day, 5 days a week so I'm not around to draw anything much. x) Do leave a message, lads'n lassies.
Art©
Kyzarius
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