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[crittersheep]

WHO: all of you
WHERE: day 74
WHEN: through the day tbh

[there's trauma approaching in the distance but it ain't showing up quite yet THIS day!

it's a really beautiful day, actually. sunny and deeply pleasant weather. maybe sometime today people might return from a snadventure (snake adventure), or maybe not? the wildlife and your lil resident sheep are all perky and up and at 'em and full of energy. hopping.

what about you?]

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[finalbows]

All meat inquiries are to be directed to the carnivorous portions of the flock, I don't deal in dead animal.

Anyway. Ever had a flu? After your fever breaks, the danger's passed, but one will have become thoroughly exhausted.

[debug_mode]

Oh.

Well, feel better.

[finalbows]

Doing my best, Tatterdemalion. But you could do me a favor for your day's fruit.

Put some stormclouds by my window. The bright sunshine's giving me a terrific ache in the head.

[debug_mode]

My name is Your Name, you know...

But, fine.

[finalbows]

[ small guffaw ]

Your Name's a peach~.

[debug_mode]

Lily has the peaches.

[finalbows]

[ thinks about the peaches ananke gave them recently ]




[ no he's not feeling that nice. he's going to live a long and full life now, maybe. he can get plenty of kindness or whatever in later. ]

And all the peach petals. I'm jealous. I oft would use their scent for my hair, but now it'd be indicating particular fealty.

[debug_mode]

[she'll conjure those clouds to obscure the sun]

[finalbows]

Wondrous.
[yawn. ]
Nightie-night, Your Name.


[ t-minus ten seconds to jellyfish ]

[debug_mode]

[The things she does... Well, whatever. A lot of other flocks shot her down anyway.]