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[Ayla would wait at the endge of darkness, few rooms before their home. Even in this dim light she looked messy. Her hair were fluffed up, tangled and going in all directions, unbrushed for over a week. Her face was scratched but she didn’t seem to care.]

“...thanks.“

[She reached out with one hand smiling faintly but she didn’t open the bag. Usually she would grab a few treats right away but now she just kinda hugged it closer to her chest. And there was a good reason for it. It could be hard to notice under her cloak but her right arm was gone. She stared at Tyree for a moment then asked suddenly.]

Send “📐” and I’ll redesign your muse in my style

Upon spotting her old human friend, she quickly floats to him and puts her paws on his cheeks, squishing them a bit.

As soon as Tyree walked in, he’d hear a familiar voice.

“Oh, it’s you.”

Well, that sounded less than enthusiastic. Aiko, who was leaning against the wall next to the entrance of the bar and looking at the customers with a bored expression on her face, glanced over at Tyree, her arms crossed.

[TXT]: I could eat. 

[Check]

Goose [Chen caerulescens]

Atk - Honk

Def - Honk

Hp - HJONk HONK

*Unholy feathery fiend, destroyer of good days, the ultimate bastard,

What else did you expect, wait, its carrying something...