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Kitsune
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Three knocks and the door sliding open right after caused Dylan to direct her attention to the doorway, along with Princess. When she caught sight of familiar strawberry blonde hair, she couldn't help jumping up and going to throw her arms over the other girl, Breanne. "Brea! So good to see you again," she said in a cheerful voice as she squeezed the other female. Finally letting go and registering her question, she nodded frantically. "Of course! There's enough room." As Dylan went back to her seat, she patted her lap and Princess climbed in it, making herself comfortable. There was enough space for Brea and Oliver to sit with her. Or, Arial and Louie.
Waiting for Brea to come in, she turned back to Arial. The brunette couldn't help but laugh at the words that escaped Arial's mouth. She was happy to know that someone else didn't like girly girls either. It was rare since most girls were, well, girly. Another 'hmph' was heard and, without looking, Dylan knew it was Princess. Sometimes, her owl could be so posh. She wasn't always liked that, though. It was only when you first met her. You had to prove your worth, as she liked to say. "Magic? Eh, I do Spell Magic. You know, saying super long and hard to understand words to make things happen." The girl laughed at her own description.
[Lots to write, gosh. We should be at the Academy soon....a couple more posts, I believe.]
Waiting for Brea to come in, she turned back to Arial. The brunette couldn't help but laugh at the words that escaped Arial's mouth. She was happy to know that someone else didn't like girly girls either. It was rare since most girls were, well, girly. Another 'hmph' was heard and, without looking, Dylan knew it was Princess. Sometimes, her owl could be so posh. She wasn't always liked that, though. It was only when you first met her. You had to prove your worth, as she liked to say. "Magic? Eh, I do Spell Magic. You know, saying super long and hard to understand words to make things happen." The girl laughed at her own description.
[Lots to write, gosh. We should be at the Academy soon....a couple more posts, I believe.]