Robyn

“Hello someone!” Lessie said excitedly, running up to her and slapping her.

Robyn is no longer 8

“HHHHHHAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Robyn ran up to the other 8 year old @_-HarperIsLucky-_

Robyn is now 8

Robyn sat in a tree carving a branch she had cut from the tree into a spear 

Robyn hung upside down from a tree at the edge of the forest, her sword was leaning against the tree and her hunting knife was stuck in the underside of the tree

@_-EdenFaith-_ “Pranking people is fun, attempting murder— Joking! Joking! And learning battle skills!” 

@_-EdenFaith-_ “All of those are incredibly boring expect for practicing knife techniques, that ones fun,” 

@_-EdenFaith-_ “So whatcha like to do for fun?”

@_-EdenFaith-_ “I can curse weapons and armour and stuff!— it’s fun for pranks”