11-15-2022, 07:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-15-2022, 07:13 PM by M’Jakuna. Edited 1 time in total.)
Content Warning
This post contains content that may be unsettling to some readers, including:- Mild Gore
Set a little later in the day following this thread.
"You talk in your sleep," said M'Jakuna, having long since cleaned the bird's bones of flesh (save for the few pieces which fell aside and he watched a myriad of bugs tend to instead), he now laid lazily on his side, watching a light drizzle hit the lake before them. A few of bones, small and shattered, laid before him where he gnawed on them but abandoned them—never a fan of gluttony nor waste, he'd simply return in due time. Maybe after this. He glanced toward the male for a moment before letting his eyes return to the lake. "Was it restful at least?"
the staff team luvs u