chef de cuisine
Marauder
Bloodletter
10-19-2021, 08:25 AM
It was like a sudden weight was foisted atop Kuroki's shoulders, making his posture slump as the prospect of squishing more mushrooms suddenly became very daunting. Like his paws were too tired to lift even an inch off the ground. Kuroki barely found the energy to turn his head and watch Fable blow chunks, whatever those mushrooms were it didn't take a genius to realise this was a consequence of smushing them. That they'd' somehow sapped his strength, right from the tip of his toes to his ears, he was tired all over. Ready to sleep for three days kinda tired. Nothing about this shit was natural, but at least Fable wasn't dying? He'd take her word for it, since he didn't have the drive to press her any more. Flopping to the ground in an undignified slouch, Kuroki made a point of flicking off whatever remains lingered on his paws. Maybe it would help. "Ugh. I'm beat. Make yourself useful and cook something edible will you?" For as things stood he wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it back to Ashen on his own. Not when all of his bones felt like wobbly jelly. |
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