[Or this would take forever... She shuffles over and props herself up on him, moving experimentally. As long as she could use him for balance, it should be...fine. The feeling would surely pass soon. Petrichor glances over, and tips her head so her horn is even less of a danger. Even though that might be funny.]
no subject
Not slower than be necessary.
[Or this would take forever... She shuffles over and props herself up on him, moving experimentally. As long as she could use him for balance, it should be...fine. The feeling would surely pass soon. Petrichor glances over, and tips her head so her horn is even less of a danger. Even though that might be funny.]
You said you go camping before?
[since they have to lumber around for a while]