๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฌโฌ ahri is capricious in her desires, petulant in her whims, stubborn in her hunger. beneath a beauteous faรงade, her stomach clenches in displeasure and vexation: she loves all her flowers dearly, but her love is kindred to a bastille in which each gesture of endearment is naught but shackles painted gold and mauve. the sight of another touching what belongs to her is almost unbearable but the foxette knows better than to give him the satisfaction that he hungers for ; she lingers in his vicinity, observing but never allowing her voice to lose its characteristic dulcet lilt.
โ your assistance ? i did not know that you were a skilled florist, โ responds the vulpine - she, crossing slender arms beneath her breastbone and swaying large cushiony appendages to - & - fro with more fervor than she would like to consciously display. โ are you really that desperate to see me beg for you ? i almost feel bad for you, it must be frustrating to ache for something that will never happen. โ
@akuryousafuu , smol tag because tunglr has ruined the notification system, sobs.