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[crittersheep]

WHO: all
WHERE: wherever
WHEN: day 28, morning through to noon

[it's a new day, and the pasture is still in its strange new liminal state. surely nothing else wild will kick off today though, right? surely everyone's gotten it out of their systems, right?

...right...?

anyway, what are you up to?]

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[finalbows]

_{[ when he felt the foreign force try to take guide of the apple's arc, he'd let it go, interested in seeing what, precisely, the cat was going to choose to do with it-- you think I want to be play acting with sheep? he remembers, crystal clear, barking at their shepherd --and so. It promptly drops like a stone to donk off of the head of a poor, innocent cravat-clad sheep. ]}

[catposting]

[ Baaaaa.

it bleats predictably. ]

... Hah. Got one.

[finalbows]

Now who's wasting food~.

...oh, no, wait, now it's lifting it up and holding it aloft like it's a divine gift from the heavens.

[catposting]

How cute.

[ heavily debates dropping the "they're people, by the way", but he's not mad at Angel Devil, just at his own limits. ]

Did it knock its hat off? I always wondered how adhesive those things were.

[finalbows]

Was one of the ones without a hat, alas. But they're not all that hard to remove. They seem to stay on as long as you don't mess with them, but-- nn, I did borrow one the other day for something without issue.

[catposting]

What could you possibly have been doing with a miniature top hat?

[finalbows]

_{[ dismissive wave that would normally be WAY more grandiose ]} Don't worry about it.

[catposting]

I'm not worrying about anything. They'll learn how to file complaints sooner or later.

[finalbows]

If they do, that's their mistake for letting me see they've become capable of clerical tasks.


_{[ apple ]}

[catposting]

[ lets this one hit the pile ]

... I'm tired.

[finalbows]

...

Then go sleep, cat.

_{[ in a moment, all the apples roll off him in a pile to his side. ]}

[catposting]

Great idea.

Later, teammate.

[ he's gonna flop off the roof and go crawl in through his open window. he sure is sleeping in the barn a lot lately. ]

🎀

[finalbows]

<sub>[ ...
a good minute passes, before...

he gingerly pushes forward to fall--- to glide down from his branch, before he slinks into the Rose barn, too.


Unbeknownst to him... it'll be the last time he goes inside it in a good while. ]</sub>