☪ ∂яɛαм | ʌσι∂
Иɛʌɛя яɛɢяɛт . ΔƬ σиɛ { ρ σ ι и т } ιт ωαƨ ɛϰαcтℓʏ ωнαт ʏσʋ ω α и т ɛ ∂.
Dream clucked her tongue. "Well, okay. You'll be bac in time for the dance, yes? I'm saving you one, don't stand me up." She joked, tail waggin contently. The dame turned and headed back to where Lykaon was, smiling gently. "Hey, I gotta go set up camp. Talk to you later." Dream said, gracefully gliding back to camp; where she held up spider webs, placing them like streamers on the trees. The humans did that, right? Her grandfather used to tell her all about humans, as he was a dog for native americans once.