 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Celandine watched the snowball fight from her spot in the snow where she was busily making a snow angel and trying her best not to think about numbers. Numbers like having two less friends that she was supposed to. She sniffed a bit and wondered if she could find replacements for Garret and Copernicus. Probably not. She was fairly certain that nobody could climb a tree like Metal-Mouth, or fall out of one like Cope could.
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