“[I] was playing in the mud—
I know I mustn’t have because I will tatter and stain my dresses,
but I like it!” She whined.
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❝A lady unafraid to get dirty is a powerful being.❞
Individual steps closer to the girl, wary of the mud that sloshes nosily against her boots. Slender digits come to rest beneath both arms, curling to grasp at the dirtied dress with firm grip. Gaze estimates the severity of the situation, cranium giving but a slight tilt left, brows narrowing ‘pon visage.
❝Put your arms around my neck, I will pull you out.❞