2/7/2025, 4:08 PM
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The echos of the song would fade away, the soft memory of Olive floating away with it, as if on a silver breeze.
Euphemia would see her, and smile. It would warm Tiberii, and the bull would mirror the motion as she continued to draw closer. It was clear how cautious she was trying to be with her large paws as she neared, but gentility was not necessarily Tiberii's strong suit. It never had been. Where her sisters had been blessed with Olive's grace, Tiberii has been gifted Tiberius's brawn.
It was a blessing of its own, of course. But it did not lend her well to certain tasks that required a more precise touch.
Ya sound like her,Tiberii would hum passively, her voice deep in comparison to her sister's. For a moment, Tiberii's ears would pull back atop her head, perhaps a bit embarrassed by her admission, but she kept her lips raised in a soft smile.
I'd love ta help,she'd continue, carefully moving over toward the patch of unfamiliar herbs.
Ya sure, tho? I'm ... not very ... delicate.Her teeth would grit, an awkwardness entering her gaze as she peered toward the Goldenrod.
She was bound to crush it.
She'd ruin Euphemia's day, certainly.
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