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Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 13, 2020 23:25:47 GMT -5
( stealing this idea from honey who stole it from faith. i'm making a bunch of open threads and pinging pi peeps that replied to the ac. feel free to reply even if you weren't pined, and this is optional but most of you said you wanted to rp with me. Jetclaw , this is your thread, also, idk if yall wanna make this more of a plot. but if you do, hmu Honeystorm and racer ) Pieces were falling into place, but he could always use a quick cheat.
While his alliance in the Red Lioness Pride was good, it was never going to be all roses and sunshine. Shule had killed him after he went for a swim with Sean. And Littlestar and Mistyrose had almost killed Innocentia just cause she wanted to eat her kid. Like, what was the big deal? Her and whatshisnuts are gonna make more anyway, so why miss one? Funk didn't quite get it, and was mildly grateful Dayclan was always pretty chill. Still, Funk was nothing if not petty, and as he walked into the butcher shop, a smile cracked his face in half as he knocked on the floor. "Hello, Hello Elyon. Can I interest you in a job?" His sing song voice echoed through the shop, the thick scent of blood in the air.
The sound of snapping and cracking of bones being broken filled the air. "One moment! I'm harvesting for the bone garden!" Elyon called. There were several more snaps followed by a splat of something hitting the ground, then Elyon stepped out from the room she'd been in covered in blood. The she cat looking a bit miffed at being interrupted until she saw who it was.
"Oh! Hi Funk, what can I do for you?" Elyon asked, her demeanor shifting to a more cheerful expression. Like a parent had come home for a visit. "I've been hard at work getting the bone garden up, it is green leaf after all, all the other bones are bleached already, need some fresh ones to keep the atmosphere you know?"
Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 22, 2020 21:27:18 GMT -5
Funk's face cracked into a smile as the sharp sounds of breaking bones reverberated in the air. For everything that changed outside, Elyon was still up to the same shenanigans on the inside. He took a few steps into the butcher house, a shine in his eye when he saw how annoyed she was at first before bounding up.
It seemed whenever the bone garden would almost be done, she got a new idea. Which was cool, Funk appreciated the creativity. And potentially, that his view wasn't quite accurate. But, he chose to give her the benefit of the doubt. "Nice, nice. You'll have to show me around one of these days. How are your supplies? Low on anything?" It was clear where he was going with a wave of his tail and the mischievous glint in his eyes.
