Thread:Prince Starsplitter of the Nightwings/@comment-35137341-20181231201531/@comment-35989680-20190103014111

Euphemism did her odd scooting technique and bumped into Mind’s foot, then did it again. She looked up at him.

Mind grinned and bent down, “come here, you!”, picking her up and spinning her around in the air. Euphemism decided that it was like flying, but not really. She wanted to actually fly.