[she pops onto her feet, book snapping shut and quill twirling in her hand]
Then what are we waiting for? Let's go, and hope we don't get eaten!
[that's. . . cheerful. either way, she skips into the Longhouse, totally expecting him to follow her. Cream Soda is, of course, still sunbathing, and she approaches with much less caution than earlier now that she knows the big ol' floof is just a lazy floof who wants snuggles]
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Then what are we waiting for? Let's go, and hope we don't get eaten!
[that's. . . cheerful. either way, she skips into the Longhouse, totally expecting him to follow her. Cream Soda is, of course, still sunbathing, and she approaches with much less caution than earlier now that she knows the big ol' floof is just a lazy floof who wants snuggles]