anyone wanna help?
@IrishAngelQueen
"Are you Irish?" Finch suddenly asked, his scrawny arms crossed over his chest. While his wings sat behind him like the feathery sails they were. Finch was curious to where she had come from. He guessed Ireland, due to her accent, and Irish looks. While for Finch, he had been born in America. But his father was From Italy. And his father from Norway. They met one day when his mother had literally crash landed into his father. They loved him. But in a car crash he had been given to his uncle because of his parents deaths. To him, heritage was important. It described who you are.
Suzie's brown curls bounced around as she clung into the PONYS back. She was very gentle to not pull at her mane. Giggles came from her mouth in little pulses, bouncing with her. Her smile was bright, filled with her toothless smile.