Staple Your Tongue

Chimera · 04-01-2022, 11:27 AM

Chimera rolled his sore shoulders with a grumble, not realizing that he was putting off such a dour aura. He was looking forward to sleeping later, if only so his muscles would stop screaming. He may have pushed himself a little too far earlier and it was his own fault. With a sigh and another roll of black and white shoulders, Chimera took up another shrub and fit it into the puzzle that would soon become the same chute that they'd crafted before.

While Reila crafted a snare at the back end of the corral, Chimera continued to fill in the gaps, trying to make the area look as natural as possible. Once the fae was finished with her vines and pegs, he brought his gaze to her with a silent. "What next?"

"Speech"

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