There were no crispy, crunchy mice to be had, but all the treats on offer
were delectable. The Phouka ate and ate, laughed and talked, hugged and
kissed and even got up several times to play chase with the youngest of the
pixies. He kept looking to Winter for approval- sometimes he caught his
eyes, but sometimes he didn't.
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Date: 2017-07-07 07:11 pm (UTC)There were no crispy, crunchy mice to be had, but all the treats on offer were delectable. The Phouka ate and ate, laughed and talked, hugged and kissed and even got up several times to play chase with the youngest of the pixies. He kept looking to Winter for approval- sometimes he caught his eyes, but sometimes he didn't.
He could stay here and be happy, he thought.