"hello?" your voice is drawn out in a soft hum as your little body rounds into the unfamiliar den that high positions are known to roam. or at least, thats what an npc has told you after you worked up the nerve to ask, their paws pointing this way. whether they are pulling your leg or not, you will soon find out, "i ah, have an idea for an event." you continue, sunkissed audits flitting to and fro as you look for signs of life, hoping your words attract attention.
elvis depressedly ✧°. tags
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