𝑅𝑜𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒 - 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻

"𝑂𝘩 𝘩𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦, 𝐼 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠." Everyone’s favourite wolf with a few extra years behind her!

Now . . . What do they do until then ?

Hmmmm. . . . Fine. She will tell Roxanne later when she makes her next batch of dough.

“Besides the few times we ordered takeout, no. I don’t exactly get to get out much…” The feathers atop her head briefly sag. Though they are quick to perk again. “But I just think that if anyone can appreciate the things they already have, it’s me.”

Eek ! She has been trapped ! Looks like she has no choice but to counter-attack ! Springy is leaning forward and grabbing those wolf breast's, giving them a grope !

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ❛ Better that than a dog that ᅠ ᅠ likes to lick its own ass. ❜ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ❛ Sucks to be you then. My ᅠ ᅠ attention will remain elsewhere ᅠ ᅠ other than your snarly ass. ❜ ᅠ ᅠ

“I won’t eat just anything. I have standards. Like, who actually likes anchovies on pizza? Yuck!” Chica continues as she was, fixated on trying to find the overly-perfect spot to set on of the various plushies in her room on the couch. “Gator Grub always has something good.”

“Roxy, don’t be ridiculous. Of course it counts!” The chicken protests. “The tacos…The salsa…More flan than you can shake your fiesta thing at? It’s all so yummy!”