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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2e8b57; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px"]HOW DO YOU RUN FROM Y[color=#5d8e93]OUR OWN MIND?
Winterhymns reminded her of her father. He certainly had that polite demeanor. And she continued to relax as he spoke, only frowning at Jormungand. It wasn't polite to make what was essentially an accusation, right in front of someone.
She shook her head at the panther disapprovingly, shifting closer to her father's side. Past experiences on the border with their neighbors had left her wary but... She smiled up at Winterhymns. Enthused by the mention of a garden. Truly grateful. "[abbr=thank you very much]Merci beaucoup[/abbr]."
"My garden... Isn't-isn't holding up well in the cold." But she had hopes that would change soon. The recent rain had been encouraging. "I... I will pay you back, when I can. With... With what we grow here."
She shuffled her wings at her side. She didn't visit... Anywhere, very often. But it just felt right. To promise to return his kindness.
[/td][/tr][/table]She shook her head at the panther disapprovingly, shifting closer to her father's side. Past experiences on the border with their neighbors had left her wary but... She smiled up at Winterhymns. Enthused by the mention of a garden. Truly grateful. "[abbr=thank you very much]Merci beaucoup[/abbr]."
"My garden... Isn't-isn't holding up well in the cold." But she had hopes that would change soon. The recent rain had been encouraging. "I... I will pay you back, when I can. With... With what we grow here."
She shuffled her wings at her side. She didn't visit... Anywhere, very often. But it just felt right. To promise to return his kindness.
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