[If the Chimera made a noise that wasn't a squeak, it was lost in the fluffy moss. The brow tines of her antlers had gotten lodged in it, and it took several not-entirely-coordinated attempts to push herself up. Some strands of the moss got stuck in them anyway, like greenish-brown velvet. Nyu started batting some of them away when she stopped, staring down at the toppled basket.]
Um. A few.
[There were some reddish-purplish splotches on her shirt now. But most stayed in the basket!
She let out a little squeaky "oops" as she picked up the basket with much more careful, deliberate motions. The Chimera looked up at Maria with a sheepish look, clutching the basket close to her chest to make absolutely sure she didn't drop it.]
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Um. A few.
[There were some reddish-purplish splotches on her shirt now. But most stayed in the basket!
She let out a little squeaky "oops" as she picked up the basket with much more careful, deliberate motions. The Chimera looked up at Maria with a sheepish look, clutching the basket close to her chest to make absolutely sure she didn't drop it.]
Can you...help me stand?