[ She just. Slowly tries to take a picture with her phone when she figures it's safe enough, but doesn't get it on time. Ah. Time to pick up the frog-dog and peace out!! ]
[day two: do you like birds? she got you birds. a bird; it's a little roasted on account of hellfire mouth, but if you like dead birds now you also have a snack.
...well, anyway. just wanted to leave things. off she goes again! ]
[ Aaand the dog's gone. Cellar's picking up the present when Alfie, her beloved frog-dog abomination, takes it off her hands. With his tongue, and into his stomach.
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...well, anyway. just wanted to leave things. off she goes again! ]
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Th...anks?
[ Aaand the dog's gone. Cellar's picking up the present when Alfie, her beloved frog-dog abomination, takes it off her hands. With his tongue, and into his stomach.
Well. That takes care of that. ]