When we are free
Tyr
02-27-2021, 12:05 PM
Tyrian was hard at work butchering a sheep with Tashi when Sparrow snuck up on him. He might have been able to fend her off had he not been up to his elbows in sheep. As it was he had a second to see her coming and brace for impact, and that was it. "Well if it isn't my lovely niece," he said dryly, the eye closest to her tongue mark squinting out of fear of becoming collateral if she went for another sloppy kiss. Her weight was almost enough to pull him from his work, but he managed to save his balance somehow. The sheep carcass was hanging in front of him and he had a firm grip on the gut pile, ready to guide it into the bin below as soon as Tashi cut the last bit free. Above him, Tashi looked down to see if he was ready. A nod from Tyrian and the langur severed the last bit of visceral. Tyrian very carefully caught the weight of it and guided it into the bin. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" His most pressing job done, he swiveled around and tried to put Sparrow in a headlock with one paw while smearing her face with ichor from the other. "Did you sprout something new? A second tail, maybe? An eyeball in the center of your chest?" "" |
