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Somewhat Distractable
Lita the Magpie - The Hedge
Lita moves her scrawny frame easily between the narrow gaps of the thorns. As she came up to a particularly low hanging branch of thorns, she remembered a game, vaguely, where one had to squeeze under a bar, lumbo? Yes, that must have been it. She leaned back to go under as if playing lumbo. When they reached the fork, she moved as if to turn down the left hand path. "Garden this way!" she called to the others around a mouthful of taffy.
Lita moves her scrawny frame easily between the narrow gaps of the thorns. As she came up to a particularly low hanging branch of thorns, she remembered a game, vaguely, where one had to squeeze under a bar, lumbo? Yes, that must have been it. She leaned back to go under as if playing lumbo. When they reached the fork, she moved as if to turn down the left hand path. "Garden this way!" she called to the others around a mouthful of taffy.