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((ooc: Redirecting from here as to not clog up your daily dosage of crack and hugs tiem with angst and mind fuckery.))
Dawn leads her and Cyrus away from the main square of the island and over to the small beach where she usually trains, landing her Honchkrow down on the warm sand and sliding off its back, standing up straight. She strokes the crow's beak a little distractedly while waiting for Cyrus to land.
((ooc: SLEEP TIEM. D: Back~))
Dawn leads her and Cyrus away from the main square of the island and over to the small beach where she usually trains, landing her Honchkrow down on the warm sand and sliding off its back, standing up straight. She strokes the crow's beak a little distractedly while waiting for Cyrus to land.
((ooc: SLEEP TIEM. D: Back~))