[•|**Comet sat down in the field softly picking off the stem of a daisy , piercing the middle of the stem and weaving another daisy through it, soon enough Comet had finished her Flower crown, observing the crown they looked back up at Wagyu who’s still attempting to weave their own daisy through the stem with a slight chuckle, begging to speak they held up the flower crown**|•]
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|★|~ :. *" Struggling there…? I’ve finished mine..hows it look? "* .:|