The time in the star room were flowing by at a steady pace, each day the calf watched both Troy and herself growing over time. Now at two cycles old, the female could tell her legs had stretched and the ground was even farther away. Oh dear . . .

She was still dizzy from standing up all the way, but Jasmine didn't let it bother her to much. As long at the end of the day, Troy would come see her and tell her all about the things he did since Jasmine preferred to stay here near her little garden that she was working on. Which made her wounder, where was Troy? The giraffe had yet to see him this evening, he was already gone before she woke. "Troy?"

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"Speech"
Thoughts

OOC: her days are numbered