Jul 9, 2025
𓂀 The Fuzzletail Mistook Me for Someone Else
> I was leaving the Hollow when a Fuzzletail dashed toward me—
full speed, tiny paws clutching something shiny.
It skidded to a halt. Looked up.
Eyes wide. Tail sweeping the air in flustered spirals.
For a moment, we just stood there.
Me, confused. It, maybe… flustered?
I said hello.
The Fuzzletail blinked like I’d spoken the wrong password,
then turned and zipped into the underbrush,
still holding the object like it was very important.
I think the message wasn’t meant for me.
But the moment was.
> (I logged it anyway. Some deliveries aren't meant to arrive.) 🐾𓂀
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