The edge of the campgrounds, early Thursday morning

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah had left a message for Priestly, and was now warming up and stretching on the edge of the campground-- and trying not to squee too loudly about the moose. A tiny little stampede of them was rushing across the path.

Maybe they could race them through the preserve? Moose running?



[ooc: for the running partner, but open before he gets here]

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[lovemykilt]

Priestly flashed her a thumbs up. "Dude . . . their hats aren't even crushed."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah fell down laughing at that, especially as Pierre or Renee raised his little hat at her again. "Awesome!"

[lovemykilt]

"Best invasion ever."