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animal - arctic fox

colour(s) - shades of purple and blue

month - december

song - writing on the wall (blackmore's night)

number - five

time of day - night

plant - purple heather

scent - old books

crystal - white opal

season - winter

place -  a forgotten library

astrological sign - capricorn

astrological house - tenth

astrological planet - saturn

element - water

musical genre - classical

Kuzco rolls his eyes, and his elongated jaw ticks; a clear sign of his mounting frustration-- though whether it's from her scolding, the absurdity of the situation or the awkwardness that comes from trotting along beside the princess on HOOVES is anyone's guess.

" Then it's a good thing I wasn't trying to be nice, " His own tone lightens then, in an attempt to mock her as he sarcastically finishes; " -- isn't it? "

Call him dramatic, which he is, but it feels like they've been walking forever. Each clumsy step grates on his nerves, and he thinks not for the first time that if he trips on ONE MORE ROCK he's just going to sit down and scream until someone finds them.

Ears perk atop his head, an alien sensation as his head whips around to stare at her in disbelief. " a tree top home or an enchanted meadow? Hello! Back to planet EARTH, lady! If you're looking for an ' enchanted meadow ', you came to the wrong jungle 'cos the only thing I see around here is dense underbrush and overgrown vegetation! " Kuzco shouts, flinging a leg out at their surroundings. He finally stops, rearing back on his haunches and wincing at how uncomfortable sitting on your TAIL feels. " -- we're gonna die out here, aren't we? "

@grewlove asked: 🌼 put a flower in my muses hair

Bee   had   always   adored   flowers,   even   though   her   green   thumb   wasn’t   quite   up   to   par.   There   was   something   about   being   surrounded   by   their   vibrant   colors   and   delicate   scents   -   that   made   her   feel   at   ease.   well   ...   the   ones   that   weren't   turned   all   weird   by   Violet's   tears.

(the   kissing   plant   was   a   litttleeee   creepy)

Ah   ....   hopefully   she'd   wake   up   soon,   Cardamon   really   needed   her.   "Those   ones   are   super   pretty!"   The   brunette   grinned,   noticing   her   new   friend   pluck   one   from   the   earth.

"Dunno   what   they're   called   though   -   ...do   you?"   She   paused   as   the   same   delicate   bloom   was   tucked   into   her   hair,   smile   widening,   pon   her   sunny   face.

"Now   I'M   pretty!!!"

@grewlove asked: Giving him a ‘ Honorary princess ‘ crown 😌

-- Which he will HAPPILY accept, since he's sooo deserving of it, and all. ~

             a deep content rumble echoed his vocal cords. a gentle LOVING hum, a flashy fanged grin parting his lips. so, this is what happiness feels like ? ❛❛ meine liebchen, have you been well ? ❜❜

Despite surrounding himself with industrialism, Crispin does appreciate mother nature's beauty. In turn, he appreciates the flower crown he's given. ❝ Thank you, dear. It's gorgeous. ❞

@grewlove asked: “Now hold still for just a moment,” she says, putting the finishing touches on his flower crown, her nimble fingers working with practiced ease as she threads each flower together. A moment or two passes before she finishes. Stepping back, she claps her hands together in delight. “My, you look simply dashing!”

             a soft hum escaped exhausted lips. the regret settling in. why did he even agree to this ? fingers tapped IMPATIENTLY for the princess to finish / why does this take so much time ? tick, tick, tick. the time passed slowly. ❝ i could be working . . . ❞