[That's the true way little red riding hood should have ended, we all know it. Either way, she beams at (what she takes as) praise for the scythe, swinging it around neatly to bury the tip in the soft earth on the other side of her.]
Eheh, thanks! Crescent Rose is pretty cool, right?
[But oh.
A shoe hunt.... yeah okay she'll freely admit that's pretty important. So even as she folds up her scythe into a more manageable, travel-size package, she steps over to join him, peering into the shadows of the tree.]
...Hmmmm... you don't mean the flowers... literally stole your shoe, do you?
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Eheh, thanks! Crescent Rose is pretty cool, right?
[But oh.
A shoe hunt.... yeah okay she'll freely admit that's pretty important. So even as she folds up her scythe into a more manageable, travel-size package, she steps over to join him, peering into the shadows of the tree.]
...Hmmmm... you don't mean the flowers... literally stole your shoe, do you?