Thread:PaperStar/@comment-34052734-20180701071737/@comment-34052734-20180710062253

“Sure.” Hadley waltzed over to him, eyeing the particular fruit that caught his attention. She bent her knees, in a squat position, before spring up with her right hand swinging across the air. The prized fruit was plucked from the branch, and she swiftly landed on her paws, blowing the fur that flopped between her eyes.