”What is that?” aisling looked over the person’s shoulder, trying to get a view of what they were holding.
░ ♥▐ — ❝It is only baby wooly mammoth. His name is Shiver.❞
Abbey held out said miniature animal, seeing just how eager the other was becoming. Shiver only stared at the stranger, blinking ever second that she could. The poor thing was completely frightened.
