Oh, those death traps? I kinda wanted to learn to drive one back in the day, but I prefer my staff.
[ She grabs her staff out of her hair. Owlbert comes alive and sits on her shoulder, cuddling up to her. She gives him some gentle scritchies with her fingernail and smiles. ]
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[ She grabs her staff out of her hair. Owlbert comes alive and sits on her shoulder, cuddling up to her. She gives him some gentle scritchies with her fingernail and smiles. ]