[She takes a shaky, uncertain step away, staring around her.] ...Hungry. [The first thought. Then the next one.] Curious. [Curious like a carnivore. She wants to stick her nose in everything, search everywhere, be wherever she could. The desperation that usually brought on these needs isn't there.
She just is.
Then, with a bright grin she hunkers down and rolls at a speed that would rival some of the heros of Ivy's world (and thankfully without damaging the ferns more than making them spew seeds from the undersides of their leaves as she passed over them).
When she comes back, unlike a normal person she doesn't even look dizzy. She looks like she might bowl Ivy over playfully, but not dizzy. She ends up just clinging to her arm and laughing, still under the influence.]
[Spam]
She just is.
Then, with a bright grin she hunkers down and rolls at a speed that would rival some of the heros of Ivy's world (and thankfully without damaging the ferns more than making them spew seeds from the undersides of their leaves as she passed over them).
When she comes back, unlike a normal person she doesn't even look dizzy. She looks like she might bowl Ivy over playfully, but not dizzy. She ends up just clinging to her arm and laughing, still under the influence.]
Look! Look, I did it.