[It might not be a tree... but she's as excited as she would be if it was. On seeing it, she immediately hops up and rushes toward it - landing on her knees and skidding through the sheets and boxes and bean bags before almost crashing into the false-tree altogether. Almost. She stops just short.
And that box is going to get lifted up as soon as she stops, picking it up to put her snout against its paper - getting a good smell, even turning it over in her hands to sniff every inch of it.]
... Lucas.
[That's said with a sage-like nod, of course. Before...
...
She tears right into it. Doesn't even read the tag. She even uses her teeth, gripping the ribbon and ripping it off with her fangs, all complete with a snarl.]
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On seeing it, she immediately hops up and rushes toward it - landing on her knees and skidding through the sheets and boxes and bean bags before almost crashing into the false-tree altogether.
Almost.
She stops just short.
And that box is going to get lifted up as soon as she stops, picking it up to put her snout against its paper - getting a good smell, even turning it over in her hands to sniff every inch of it.]
... Lucas.
[That's said with a sage-like nod, of course.
Before...
...
She tears right into it.
Doesn't even read the tag.
She even uses her teeth, gripping the ribbon and ripping it off with her fangs, all complete with a snarl.]