(Where to start... oh, yes. Yasha knows a good place. She leans back on her palms, and seeing Lucretia stifling a yawn makes her yawn too, her head tipping back a little.)
Hmm. I... met a dog, that isn't a dog. I think. She's a wolf, but she understands what I say when I talk to her, you know?
(Not in a 'I love my fur baby' kind of way, but in a... deep, true understanding way.) She... can draw with her tail.
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(Where to start... oh, yes. Yasha knows a good place. She leans back on her palms, and seeing Lucretia stifling a yawn makes her yawn too, her head tipping back a little.)
Hmm. I... met a dog, that isn't a dog. I think. She's a wolf, but she understands what I say when I talk to her, you know?
(Not in a 'I love my fur baby' kind of way, but in a... deep, true understanding way.) She... can draw with her tail.