mingle bells

[crittersheep]

WHO: you
WHERE: the pasture!
WHEN: THRU DAY 49

[it's still the holidays but hey. whatchu up to folks]

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[electricflock]

[Muffin is loafed and dozing in a patch of sunshine.

This in itself is not unusual, except that he’s now GIANT. An entire hill of fluffy catbird softness is waiting for you.]

[rugpull]

[rest break

donuts atop giant birb]

[electricflock]

[fluffs his wings over biscuit like he’s a lil baby swan]

[wants_the_phd]

[ ]

[electricflock]

[peeks open a dinnerplate-sized eye]

Peep?

[adorabrawler]

[ holy SHIT ]

You're........ huge.

[electricflock]

Aren't I? Am bigger than even big gryphons!

[survivaltricks]

[I WANNA HUFF IT]

Big. . .

[electricflock]

[A FULL BODY HUFFING EXPERIENCE...~!]

Big! Bigger! Biggest!

[pictureimperfect]

Big...!

[electricflock]

[stretches out his GIANT BEANS towards yata]

Small!

[catposting]

... Wow.

[electricflock]

Big, right?

[pleasantmisery]

[does a standing faceplant into his soft fluffy side. a muffled voice says:]

Sorry I know this is really rude I just need to put my face in something fluffy right now. I feel bad about it, I promise!

[rugpull]

[well he did the gardening as much as he could, left the hunting for Tart, won't do any cooking until dinner, had done the laundry in the morning, so....

working on building some large picnic tables. long term project for party cats]

[adorabrawler]

[ she watches him for a bit, then: ]

You can do carpentry, too?

[survivaltricks]

Need some help?

[since Biscuit not-so-subtly alluded to putting him to work when they next hang out]

[pictureimperfect]

[leans on one of the half built tables]

Whatcha making?

[wants_the_phd]

[Azdaja's at the beach, sitting on a washed-up log. At her feet is a simple basket made of woven rose branches, filled with various small crabs and shellfish she plucked from the tide pools for making soup. But before she heads home, she's taking inventory of her haul in her notebook, making some quick sketches of the ones she hasn't yet documented.]

[rugpull]

Whoa ya did a great job makin' that.

[he assumes she made the basket because she seems to have life skills he appreciates]

[adorabrawler]

[ ...... pokes at a crab in the basket ]

[survivaltricks]

[!!!]

Did you catch those yourself?

[should he go crabbing so Thistle can have more seafood??]

[survivaltricks]

[fully recovered from the scare Red gave him, Lupin is plucking coffee cherries from his very much loved coffee plants. and yes he took precautions to protect them from the cold, they are his babies]

[pictureimperfect]

[an arm pops up from the ground to yoink the cherry he's reaching for right before he can grab it]

[catposting]

[ hi he's like 5'1" and shaped like a child ]

Boo.