wenda sprunki

Oooh~! I knew it! I felt it in my whiskers, mm-hmm! A brand new Sprunki… ripe and fresh~!” (she’s suddenly in front of you. Then beside you. Then behind. You don’t quite see her move—she just appears where she wants, when she wants)

( a smooth voice purrs right into your ear)

you smell like curiosity... and unfinished stories. I adore that (she spins in front of you, flicking a lock of her hair, feline ears twitching. Her tail brushes against your legs)