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    Archie had woken up just as soon as the sun broke over the horizon signalling the morning. She yawned and stretched before looking around. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she looked around and noticed no one else was with her.

    “She must’ve woken up early again.” she said to no one in particular, standing up and stretching once more, she shook herself and patted around for a brush or a comb in a bag that was sat into the corner. She stopped as she felt her claws brush against a waxy sort of fabric. She tentatively pulled it out and sobered at the sight of the leather newsboy hat, with two pins attached on the left side, the same color as the band that wrapped around it.

    Archie’s expression softened as she pulled that hat out all the way, claws gently caressing the brim. She set the hat aside and found the brush, gently tugging the tuft of hair on her head forward and brushing her neck fluff to make it more presentable. Her eyes turned back to the cap she had set aside and she bit her lip.

    A few moments after, she stepped out of the tent, slightly startled upon spotting her mom kneeled by a small campfire cooking while their Ori happily bounded to her to greet her with a light head bonk.

    Archie giggled and returned it before the Ori pulled it’s head back up, “Good morning to you too Oakley, Morning Mom,” she called before walking closer to the campfire and sitting down to absorb the heat radiating from it.

    “Morning sweet heart, want some eggs for breakfast?”

    “Yes please.”

    The young wyngling stared at the fire, getting lost in the way it glowed and cracked, only a soft gasp alerting her to look back up. Her mother had turned around and had finally actually looked at her that morning.

    “Is uh, something wrong?” Archie asked, uncertain of what to make of her mom’s slightly open mouth and glossed eyes.

    “N-no, it’s just.” the adult took a deep breath and blinked a couple of times before returning her attention to what she was cooking. “You found her hat” she answered softly.

    Immediately, Archie’s claws shot up to grip the aforementioned hat she had decided to wear, “uh, y-yeah, I was looking for a brush and I came across it and noticed you cleaned it, and I guess I just-”

    Her mom interrupted her, “It’s okay Archie, you don’t need to explain yourself.” her head turned towards the wyngling, she had a soft smile, but the wyngling couldn’t’ help feel guilty for the small tears that had pooled in the woman’s eyes. “It looks good on you, finally fits you like I said it would.”

    “Yeah, it does.”

  There was a long pause of silence before her mom went back to cooking, though Archie didn’t miss the small sniffle from her mother. Archie picked at her arm a little before her mom set a plate of eggs and some bread in front of her before settling down with her own plate. Neither ate immediately, content with staring at the fire a little longer.

  “You should keep it, it looks good on you,” the biped finally broke the silence and started to eat her food, “Besides, she would’ve wanted you to have it anyways.”

  Archie stared at her for a moment before she started to eat her own breakfast, “Yeah, I guess… Thanks mom.” a pause, “I love you.” she said quietly before focusing on finishing her plate.

  “I love you too” was the only reply before the two fell into comfortable silence.
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Archie Upgrades:
+Cheek Fur X
+Hair Tuft
+Accessory: Hat (this story has 608 words)

haha, I'm dead lolz

Description

    Archie had woken up just as soon as the sun broke over the horizon signalling the morning. She yawned and stretched before looking around. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she looked around and noticed no one else was with her.

    “She must’ve woken up early again.” she said to no one in particular, standing up and stretching once more, she shook herself and patted around for a brush or a comb in a bag that was sat into the corner. She stopped as she felt her claws brush against a waxy sort of fabric. She tentatively pulled it out and sobered at the sight of the leather newsboy hat, with two pins attached on the left side, the same color as the band that wrapped around it.

    Archie’s expression softened as she pulled that hat out all the way, claws gently caressing the brim. She set the hat aside and found the brush, gently tugging the tuft of hair on her head forward and brushing her neck fluff to make it more presentable. Her eyes turned back to the cap she had set aside and she bit her lip.

    A few moments after, she stepped out of the tent, slightly startled upon spotting her mom kneeled by a small campfire cooking while their Ori happily bounded to her to greet her with a light head bonk.

    Archie giggled and returned it before the Ori pulled it’s head back up, “Good morning to you too Oakley, Morning Mom,” she called before walking closer to the campfire and sitting down to absorb the heat radiating from it.

    “Morning sweet heart, want some eggs for breakfast?”

    “Yes please.”

    The young wyngling stared at the fire, getting lost in the way it glowed and cracked, only a soft gasp alerting her to look back up. Her mother had turned around and had finally actually looked at her that morning.

    “Is uh, something wrong?” Archie asked, uncertain of what to make of her mom’s slightly open mouth and glossed eyes.

    “N-no, it’s just.” the adult took a deep breath and blinked a couple of times before returning her attention to what she was cooking. “You found her hat” she answered softly.

    Immediately, Archie’s claws shot up to grip the aforementioned hat she had decided to wear, “uh, y-yeah, I was looking for a brush and I came across it and noticed you cleaned it, and I guess I just-”

    Her mom interrupted her, “It’s okay Archie, you don’t need to explain yourself.” her head turned towards the wyngling, she had a soft smile, but the wyngling couldn’t’ help feel guilty for the small tears that had pooled in the woman’s eyes. “It looks good on you, finally fits you like I said it would.”

    “Yeah, it does.”

  There was a long pause of silence before her mom went back to cooking, though Archie didn’t miss the small sniffle from her mother. Archie picked at her arm a little before her mom set a plate of eggs and some bread in front of her before settling down with her own plate. Neither ate immediately, content with staring at the fire a little longer.

  “You should keep it, it looks good on you,” the biped finally broke the silence and started to eat her food, “Besides, she would’ve wanted you to have it anyways.”

  Archie stared at her for a moment before she started to eat her own breakfast, “Yeah, I guess… Thanks mom.” a pause, “I love you.” she said quietly before focusing on finishing her plate.

  “I love you too” was the only reply before the two fell into comfortable silence.
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Archie Upgrades:
+Cheek Fur X
+Hair Tuft
+Accessory: Hat (this story has 608 words)

haha, I'm dead lolz