[Okay, that is all extremely fair - the papers were bugging her too - but perhaps maybe learn a bit of patience? Like, yeah it sucks and Ammy's going to actually have to....b-bathe... with all the black ink smearing pretty much the whole island and dripping into her fur and on her paws, but still! They're relatively harmless.
She gives a low groan then snorts out a breath of air from her nose, trying to think. Which is...difficult to do, considering the flecks of paper buzzing around her head like obnoxious flies, and Ammy finally begins to realize just how awful this can be fore some people. Maybe she can ask her sibling god what the heckie deckie is going on here - or this weirdo can.
Nodding to him, she trots back a bit and looks over her shoulder, barking at him to follow. C'mon, fuddy-duddy, we're off to see the Storyteller.]
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She gives a low groan then snorts out a breath of air from her nose, trying to think. Which is...difficult to do, considering the flecks of paper buzzing around her head like obnoxious flies, and Ammy finally begins to realize just how awful this can be fore some people. Maybe she can ask her sibling god what the heckie deckie is going on here - or this weirdo can.
Nodding to him, she trots back a bit and looks over her shoulder, barking at him to follow. C'mon, fuddy-duddy, we're off to see the Storyteller.]