345/365

345/365

FOX: You are officially on the move. You took yourself off down the hall this afternoon, butt-naked, on a quest. Three of your limbs had the right idea, one of your legs you used to sort of scoot yourself along the floor. You continued somewhat awkwardly down the hall ’til you got to your sister’s bookshelf. You pulled down some reading material (That’s Not My Fairy) and, looking rather chuffed with yourself, sat down to read/eat it. Clever little man.