 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
Lost in non-thought, it took Zeke by surprise to feel a hand in his hair. Smirking he side-eyed his silent companion. He wasn't at all concerned about the state of his hair, between the wind and its natural messiness he didn't stand a snowflake's chance in hell of having it look presentable at the minute. Ilia was welcome to do her worst.
"Hey, trouble," he greeted her, turning slightly so he was facing her.
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