N - If you want to know how I treat my friends. - Daxie
Daxie blinks owlishly, then furrows her brow. “Not to be cliche, but just the way I want to be treated. People who are my friends, I want to help them get everything they need. I want them to feel wanted, I want them to be cared for, fed, warm. I want them to have a shoulder to cry on.”
The little Aurin bows her head, rubbing the base of her left ear awkwardly. “It backfires sometimes… it hurts a lot when that regard isn’t returned.”

















