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I hope it's okay that I made the bag a duffel bag thing, and that I GMed her taking it from him? 587 words.
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Her eyes lit up at his suggestion, and she was very glad to know that he was not angry with her for suggesting that they take things from this house. After all, it wasn’t really stealing, since no one had lived in this house for a very long time; maybe since humans had stopped existing, even. Probably she and Hemming were the first ones to enter this little house is many, many, many years. It was strange for the girl to think of things in a sense of years, since she was not yet a year old, even. Thinking in a sense of years for the humans, it was like thinking about a hundred of her own lifetimes. How many years would she live, and would everyone in the future think of those in Dahlia as “those crazy Dahlian wolves, with their crazy such-and-such,” just as they thought of the humans as “crazy humans?” Regardless of that and the strangeness of thinking in terms much longer than her whole life, Princess was elated to know that Hemming did not think poorly of her for wanting to take home some of these treasures.
Would Tokyo be as excited as she was about them, though? The girl wasn’t even sure if she wanted to show the things she found today to Tokyo. Probably someday she could show them to Catalyst, and tell her all about the adventures she’d had in the human towns, which would be very pleasing to her when she saw Catalyst’s look of awe. And Colibri might like some of this stuff, too. Maybe she could even find something to give to her older friend, even. Probably something for her flower patch would be good, if she could find anything. Hemming held up a cloth contraption after rummaging in the little space behind another old door. She stood up slowly, keeping her grip on the metal thing with the spiny wheels tight. This was something really cool, and she didn’t want to risk losing it among the rest of the human things in the little house. It wasn’t going to be of use to her, most likely, but she would love to keep it, just incase she ever found out what it was used for.
Taking the bag in her own hands, she smiled brightly at Hemming, more excited to be exploring now than she had been originally, because now, she could keep her treasures! “Thanks, Hemming! Did you find anything cool yet?” she asked, placing the long strap over her shoulder in what she hoped was an appropriate way to carry the bag. It hung too far past her knees, but some minor adjusting was done, and she put the strap over her head so that it sat snugly on the shoulder that was opposite the side it hung on. She twirled once, grinning as she did so, admiring the strange adornment. It would certainly do well enough! Lifting the large flap that laid over the bag itself, Princess was faced with a strange set of metal teeth, with a small object at the end that she assumed was used to open it. Tugging on it was difficult, and it snapped off once the strange teeth were opened, but she didn’t mind so much. That would just make it easier for her to put her treasures in the bag, she realized, as she spun the knob on the side of her weird thing again before slipping it into the bag, looking up at Hemming expectantly.
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