Roll(s): 28
Prize(s):
Hatchet rubbed his nose where the flying fish had hit. The lil guy seemed friendly enough if his constant swimming around Hatchet was any indication. Tilting his head he called out to the nakostu who looked the most freaked out.
"You don't like being splashed?"...
Roll(s): 28
Prize(s):
Hatchet eagerly popped out of the forest nearest to the beach. He was pretty confident he'd told Isolabella that he was going to the summer beach party, so she wouldn't get upset if he was missing for a bit. His float charm was doing a great job of letting him "swim"...
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