time goes byyyyy.

[soulsurvivore]

WHO: everyone
WHERE: here, there, everywhere
WHEN: Day 47, morning

[ wowee. It's a new day, but the sleigh is still in the sky and the ritual still seems to be in effect. sick.

Since it's a new day, it's probably snowed in different parts of the pasture so those big, fluffy snowflakes are still at large. And then there's also, you know, this mind reading nonsense that may or may not still apply to you.

How's it going this morning, pasture peeps? ]

Comments

[villainrole]

[my sense of ic and ooc time is so bad that this sent me to space]

Did you finally get married?

[afineknight]

Absolutely not.

[villainrole]

Good.

[Pats him on the shoulder.]

[afineknight]

I am not that far gone, my friend.

[villainrole]

To be fair, I suppose the young cubs would be more likely to cause that kind of scene, hm? Well, good, it does give me more time to ponder gifts.

Ah, I am sorry by the way.

[afineknight]

Sorry? For what?

[villainrole]

For leaving you all.

[afineknight]

It is not as though you could have helped it.

[villainrole]

Still.

...

Would you like one of my hands for penance?

[afineknight]

What? No!

[villainrole]

Alright, but don't come coming back if you change your mind on the offer.