TO EVERYONE

[nomnoms]

[ He may have had some help from his alphabet wall and settlement children to write this. ]

Comments

[aquaveiled]

[ Writing is hard. She remembers not being able to read or write the common tongue... you're doing SO GOOD, shark friend. ]

A speshel plays?? I would love to go! Where is it?

[nomnoms]

[ At his little red barn, a swarm of children are helping him translate as he traces the words that appear in the dirt. ]

ME SPESHUL PLAYS BEECH

BIG OSHEN

HORE IZIN

U LOVE SEE

[aquaveiled]

[ GASP! He is so correct. A beach? A big ocean? She WOULD love to see it, he's correct. ]

That sounds wonderful, I will be right over! Should I bring anything? This is your new special place, after all.

[nomnoms]

[ oh, oh! ]

ME SPE C I A L
P L A C

BEECH NUM NUM

FURIJJJ

[ No one knows how to spell 'fridge'. ]

[aquaveiled]

[ Luckily, "Beech Num Num" is a language she does speak. ]

Of course! A horizon-warming party wouldn't be the same without snacks, right?

I'll bring some of the best I can think of!

[nomnoms]

HOR IZON

WARM BEECH

SNAK GOOD

[ If she does manage to find his domain, he will be notably absent, still messaging people and forgetting to actually be there... ]