A Change of Pace [Open]
The childish-like monster’s eyes seemed to sparkle upon hearing that this girl had made that herself. Yep - Desco’s time with Fuka was definitely paying off. The girl giggled and threw her hands up on the air, leaning back gently on her tail.
“That’s so cool!” Desco giggled.
Clover was sure that her face must’ve been changing colors like a chameleon. It had started out as jsut a light blush but now she could literally feel her cheeks burning up. “You really think so? Most people think it’s just weird.” Not the fact that she made her own clothes, but her fashion sense in general.
"Desco knows so!" She giggled. Now just realizing that she was still leaning back on her tail, she jumped up so that she could stand up on it straightly. But she didn't feel like leaning on it, it could be a pain sometimes. She didn't really weigh that much, she was just a small, young girl anyways.
"What's your name?"











