MossheartKat wrote:
Username:
MossheartKat
Name:
Cinnamon
Gender:
Female
Story:
Cinnamon followed her nose,
in search for a quick snack
before heading off to go play. She was
craving something sweet to have
with milk, so obviously not something
such as a ice cream. "Cinnamon!" She yelped,
sniffing out some cinnamon rolls. She
approached the cinnamon scent and tried to
get into the box. A stronger scent of pastries appeared in the room.
"Cinnamon? What are you doing with your head stuck in my sweater?!"
Cinnamon gasped, and tried to shake it off. Scared that she had ruined her
mothers favorite sweater, and mistook it for cinnamon rolls. She sensed her mother
sit down infront of her, "What were you trying to do?" Cinnamon tried to cast her eyes towards the voice,
just being a little off. "I was trying to find a snack..." Her mother chuckled and said, "Here, I was just cooking
some cinnamon rolls in the kitchen. They're almost fresh out of the oven, how about we eat those instead of my
sweater?"
Age:
She is 8





i do all kinds of stupid and silly stuff








