[Carrying the stick with him, Damian takes off in a jog toward the sandcastle. Titus lifts his head lazily, but doesn't move, and Damian gives the dog three times his size some head pats.
Near the castle is an elephant ear leaf with a bunch of sticks and twine separated neatly on it. Damian props the stick up and squats down, thoughtfully peering over the twigs before gathering up different sizes of them. Satisfied, he turns around and sits down in the sugary sand.]
I don't know what she looks like, so you'll have to tell me.
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[Carrying the stick with him, Damian takes off in a jog toward the sandcastle. Titus lifts his head lazily, but doesn't move, and Damian gives the dog three times his size some head pats.
Near the castle is an elephant ear leaf with a bunch of sticks and twine separated neatly on it. Damian props the stick up and squats down, thoughtfully peering over the twigs before gathering up different sizes of them. Satisfied, he turns around and sits down in the sugary sand.]
I don't know what she looks like, so you'll have to tell me.