[Anna can't help but feel a little bad for Patchouli, leaning against the log and already out of breath...the stress of the situation must already be getting to her, it would seem. Maybe she's dehydrated, or something along those lines?
Hope you don't mind an awfully persistent young princess practically shoving an ice-cold bottle of water in your face, because that's what you're getting here!]
Are you okay? Do you need to go sit in the shade for a little while..?
log fume ride;
Hope you don't mind an awfully persistent young princess practically shoving an ice-cold bottle of water in your face, because that's what you're getting here!]
Are you okay? Do you need to go sit in the shade for a little while..?