Dec 17, 2017
@killcaesar!
“ cheyenne --- ! ” only seconds ago laying warm and loose against her heels, cheyenne is bounding to her feet and barreling towards--- and, well, into a familiar blonde, all wagging tail and a lolling tongue. sunny can’t help the bark of laughter that escapes, even as she’s snapping her fingers for the hound to heel. then she’s stepping over to thrust her right hand out, an offer to help temple pull herself off of the ground.
“ temple marston. ” her left hand fists against her hip, almost akimbo. “ i hope you’ll find that the dirt here hasn’t changed much since your last visit. ”
