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[chasseurdebeaute]

WHO: Daffodil (and visitors)
WHERE: Daffodil
WHEN: Day 90, late afternoon

[At some point when they day is starting to cool off, a chunk of Daffodil's roof will be suddenly consumed by plush pillows, thick knit blankets, futon cushions, and possibly some corduroy stuffed animals. All of it smells gently like fresh grass, leaves, or woods. Where is the culprit?]

Comments

[chasseurdebeaute]

[cozy cozy cozy]

Fufufu, I’m pleased enough if you can enjoy it.

[electricflock]

Are you one who set all this up?

[chasseurdebeaute]

Ah, oui, it was I, though it was no particular effort to do it, I simply thought it would be attractive to many of your flock. Mm, but like magic, it will all surely disappear by midnight.

[electricflock]

[whistles awww]

So is only for napping, not for whole night?

[chasseurdebeaute]

Just so! Though perhaps with enough naps together with one's flock, there could be enough bedding made to create a more permanent feature.

[electricflock]

Getting enough naps won’t be problem. Is so comfy, could be up here for hours. You did great job!

[chasseurdebeaute]

...

[pounces and pins the blanket closed]

[electricflock]

[muffled peep PEEP!?]

[chasseurdebeaute]

[Satisfied. Letting him go and settles behind his pillow again.]

[electricflock]

[pops his head back out, laughing]

Did warn me.