LETS GET DAFFY

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Daffodil
WHERE: Daff Barn
WHEN: Post Game/Late Night/maybe early 106

[HEY DAFF THERE'S SOMEONE BEATING AT YOUR DOOR]

Comments

[rugpull]

Surely she has SOME reward for me!

I mean us.

[secondbornsun]

She better bring it over already then.

[ because he is putting biscuit on the couch to loaf on him. trapped yeen ]

[rugpull]

[opens mouth to complain










]

Fuck ya smell nice though.

[secondbornsun]

Mmmh~ Don't I though~

[ rumbled out as his tail sways from sided to side, claws scratching at the fabric of the sofa like he's kneading

well

biscuits ]

[rugpull]

[FULL OF LOVE AS HE SAYS]

Yer the worst.

[secondbornsun]

[ pleased, agreeing noise while he presses his nose over to biscuit's neck. the thing cats do where they use their whole-ass face to make you move, but it's tart nudging biscuit's face up so he can bite at his neck again ]

[rugpull]

[secondbornsun]

[ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ]

[rugpull]

[a SWITCH]

WOAH HEY NOW

[secondbornsun]

[ mutters very quietly, ear cocked up to hear for blossom's frantic hoofsteps ]

Just play along for a sec. You don't know what the fuck she was doin' either, do ya? Or are you really content with this—bein' cooped up here for all this time without a clue when she'd get back or what she's doin'?

[rugpull]

She's here ain't she? Just keep ya fangs to ya self for a little longer! I ain't judgin' but I don't wanna be part of whatever carnivore ritual this is!

[secondbornsun]

Dude, I ain't even doin' shit.

[ you're literally biting at biscuit's n— ]

That's not my point. My point is: how often are you in a situation where you got the upper hand negotiating with Miss Blossom?

Ain't there things you wanna ask her? Things she won't tell even tell you?

She's the one who put you in this position in the first place, so if you wanna blame anyone, you should be blamin' her, yanno?

[rugpull]

[gently tries to push his face from biscuit's neck!!]

Not. . .really. . .?

I do blame her but I trust her. I ain't tryin' to trick her. Is this kinda thing what you guys get off on?

[carnivores are you okay????]

[secondbornsun]

You bein' that way's why she can run circles 'round ya and everyone, yanno.

[ no comment on that question ]

[rugpull]

Tch!

Look, how about this--hold off on doin'. . .whatever yer doin'. . .

And you can ask her whatever. Any question. Consider it a royal oath, so she won't be able to remove me unless she answers.

Sound good? Then you can whateeever you want to this hyena. Without me watchin'. Especially, without me watchin, , ,

[secondbornsun]

[ snorts ]

You're gonna hafta do a lot better than just one question.

[rugpull]

[clutching his head HE CAN FEEL BISCUIT ALL PURRING UP IN THERE]

Three? Three. How about that, yeah? Generous?!

[rugpull]

[inside there is a hyena who thinks TART IS SO HOT AND COOL SORRY STORMY]

[secondbornsun]

Nawh.

You want me t'keep my paws off, I'll ask her what I want 'til I'm satisfied.

[rugpull]

[BRISTLES]

Wha--what if ya ask her somethin' she can't answer?? I can't just give ya a free reign royal oath!

[secondbornsun]

I'm not gonna be unreasonable about it. If she really can't answer it, then I'll move on. As long as it's to my satisfaction, it's fine.

[rugpull]

[internal screaming

which ruggie can hear and likely laugh at]

Nggggggh. . .!

Fine. Whatever!

You can't go back on this.

[OFFERS HAND, THEY MUST SHAKE]

[secondbornsun]

[ shakes! it's ~ a ~ deal ~ ]

1/2

[rugpull]

[he hates this.

RELINQUISHES CONTROL BACK TO BISCUIT]

[wooliefrand]

[JUST AS blossom waddles in holding stormy's body over head and also with a bunch of jerky stuck to her wool]

I AM HERE DON'T FUCK