#rooar

“Ahh, thank ya!”

“Thanks for the makeup, and the hug, really appreciate both.”

In case you're wondering why:

Raise your hand if you've been personally victimized by Regina George kwamis hijacking your fic the past few weeks. 😐

Pssst...don't forget to send me a hug if you haven't yet! (I was hugging it up yesterday instead of working on this. Oops. 😂)

Stompp hadn’t been impressed at all, claiming only cowards hid behind anonymity – a point Longg had quickly refuted, claiming anonymity and subterfuge had longstanding traditions in the art of war.

“This isn’t war, though,” Rooar had pointed out, her tail swishing in irritation behind her. “This is romance. We kwami may not be the experts on such matters, but I’m fairly certain subterfuge has no place in matters of the heart.”

“Yeah!” Stompp cried, nodding in agreement. “Ain’t that why Master Luka stopped getting romantic in the first place?”

We just love the expression on this masks' face! He represents Lakhe, the demon killed by Krishna and is ftom Nepal. The mask is made from hammered copper, with white metal details.