5/29/2026, 10:13 PM
Fukayna saddled about. Not as fast. Not as big. But she moved about. Was learning g to not let her peace be disturbed by her loud siblings. She preferred the quiet places. The places overgrown with herbs and plants. That smelled like dirt and greenery and straight happiness.
Today she could be found face in a smattering of lowly hung vines. Ass the only to be seen as she poked her head in between the greenery and took a deep breath.
Today she could be found face in a smattering of lowly hung vines. Ass the only to be seen as she poked her head in between the greenery and took a deep breath.