Well if its coming from you …. (˶′◡‵˶)
( hands moving from Brightney’s and onto her face , Taking her sweet time to be a little mesmerized by her light ! )
( She’d notice the others claws tensing up, she gently brushes her finger over the crafts claws .. in an attempt to try and make her tension go away. )
It’s called honesty, love.ᐟ
( More of the crayon blush spread throughout her face , Laughing nervously . )
hahaha …. ya’ don’t have to keep being so nice to me , Bright—y …. <( 〃..)>
( Claws tensed a bit . )
( Squeezing Brightney’s hands gently as they made contact with hers , VERY gently , what if her claws accidentally gave her a papercut ?! )
If you say so !! (〃 ̄ω ̄〃ゞ I was um … happy to try and help anyways !!
Oh no .. you don’t have to .ᐟ .ᐟ
( She gently reassured the other, walking over to the craft, holding her paws? hands? whatever, she didn’t care regardless. )
Don’t worry .. 😊‼️✨
Mmm . . .
( She’d look back at scraps with a soft expression, it wasn’t too important to her, perhaps she could get another copy. )
Not too important .. you’re more important than my books .ᐟ ✨
( Ears drooping down … looking back at Brightney with a defeated look on her face . )
I can’t find anything either (|||❛︵❛.) …. was it important to you ??
I’ll look around too .. it shouldn’t be too hard to find it — .ᐟ It’s a bright red book .. at least that’s what it was when I last saw it .ᐟ Ouhhh .. 💧