shes looking for trouble [ crimson ]

[sheepcurl]

He's a broken mess of what he once was, though Churro hadn't been around for the pine group and marsh group, she had overheard some NPCs talking about Crimsonbite's deeds a couple days back. Apparently he had scared the hell out of Butterflypaw, but the thing that intrigued her was the fact that one of them had mentioned something about him seeming down, and if there was anything Churro was good at, it was helping people cheer up.

The entrance shakes as she appears, squinting against the morning sun, but theres a pep in her step regardless of how early it was. Today she'll take the tom some food, get some meat on the bones, and she'll strike up a nice conversation, uh huh. She pads to the fresh kill pile, picks up a squirrel, and heads to where she'd find Crimsonbite, offering a large smile as she drops it. "Buenos dias! How are you?"

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"speech"​

 

[Lionsnarl]

"LIFE DOESN'T DISCRIMINATE BETWEEN THE SINNERS AND THE SAINTS"​

He blinks in response, his trademark snarl not even tugging up the corners of his lips in his surprise. Instead, a quizzical look furrows his brow and puffs out his cheeks - what in the hell did she say to him? He can't even try to be huffy at her sudden approach and in return, he stutters out "I-I've been better, you?" as uncharacteristically as one could imagine. How else would he respond? What did she even say to him the first time? What the hell kind of spell was that?

All bluster and bravado gone in the face of a little Spanish, the ginger king seems.... perhaps not friendlier, but he is certainly not the hulking beast that is usually talked about around the camp. Now he is only a fluffy, funny looking man with a funnier expression as he attempts to sort out the first two words he has been offered by the daylight warrior he barely knows as Churrodream.​

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