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Ice Cream — Description
The sun was beating down overhead, the warmth seeping into Arie’s fur and despite it’s shaggy length it felt good. Her hands were shaking and she had to tighten her grip on the cone. She had a cone, an ice cream cone, her ice cream cone.
Tongue flicking out she took a quick lick, half expecting it to vanish in her hands. Jaw shaking, she savored the first lick. The flavor rolling over her mouth.

‘It’s good.’ She managed. To whisper. ‘Good.’'

C.S. Notes: It's been a while, but I finally got around to drawing Little Arie. A bunny tiger hybrid, she's had a hard time of life. So here is that happy moment that I promised people. Now back to the grim reality.

Previously:
A Dangerous Crossbreed
What Water Reveals
To Whom It May Concern
Teething
Go. To. School!!!