5/21/2025, 11:52 PM
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If she had not seen her, Aisling certainly would have heard her.
A voice that should have been small was quite loud and carried across the Meadows. Aisling's ears pricked at the sound and she immediately forgot all about the flowers she was arranging. It was amazing how flowers came in so many shapes, sizes, and color - some even had different petal densities - but the child's voice was far more interesting.
Was it possible the day had arrived - the day she got to play with them?
Aisling almost tripped over her own paws in her haste to reach Darragh, who was in the middle of screaming at the local avian population. She seemed intent upon beating them all up, which the tenderheart thought would be quite difficult given there were so many of them.
She reminded her of her own sister, Nausicaa.
Aisling dropped down to her belly before the child to bring herself down to her level, her tail patting the ground rapidly in an unabated wag as she rested her muzzle on her paws.
A voice that should have been small was quite loud and carried across the Meadows. Aisling's ears pricked at the sound and she immediately forgot all about the flowers she was arranging. It was amazing how flowers came in so many shapes, sizes, and color - some even had different petal densities - but the child's voice was far more interesting.
Was it possible the day had arrived - the day she got to play with them?
Aisling almost tripped over her own paws in her haste to reach Darragh, who was in the middle of screaming at the local avian population. She seemed intent upon beating them all up, which the tenderheart thought would be quite difficult given there were so many of them.
She reminded her of her own sister, Nausicaa.
Aisling dropped down to her belly before the child to bring herself down to her level, her tail patting the ground rapidly in an unabated wag as she rested her muzzle on her paws.
Why are ye beatin' up th' birds?Aisling asked, silver-lilac eyes curious as she observed the fluffy youth. They were the color of a distant flame and nearly blended in with the blushed grasses of the Meadows - if not for their golden underbelly, that very well might have gone unseen.
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