Jan 19, 2020
@treechosen || Closed starters
Brea armed herself with pen and paper, and plopped down next to Deet. She would, after all, need to chronicle this for later. Who knows when they’d come to need it.
“Can you show me how to make these smoke bombs?” she requested, fully prepared to get her hands dirty doing it.
After all, she hadn’t had much chance to play in it as a child, and it would definitely be better than trying to wash a feisty podling, that was for sure.