Private Roleplay  how do you find a clown that hasn’t, at least, killed one kid? [crisis]
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Today Leviathan was on a very specific mission. It just so happened that inspiration came to him as soon as he had woken up, and he pulled his large body out of the now ruling Cathedral and out into the open. Usually, he had preferred to avoid any time that held the sun high enough to nearly burn his black pelt, but today felt special. He pushed his muzzle around, picking up various sizes of wood and stones, flipping them over and moving on to something new.

He felt inspired to finally make himself a pile of things to craft from, which he would store in moderate safety back home. Aside from Azuhel's children, there was no one that would find a reason to touch his stash of seemingly useless shit. Well, mostly useless, he thought, as he dug out a rockith splashed of brilliant blues on it, and pushed it into the yes pile, which was growing larger and larger the more rounds he made just around the Cathedral.

On what felt like his fifth round, he spotted someone by his stash. Unworried, he moved closer, only to recognize it as one of his sisters. One that he had not really spoken to in quite a lot time. "Crisis," he greeted, not bothering to try and pull a smile for her. Once he got close enough, he noticed some changes, mostly on her bottom half. Her fur seemed to be getting redder, or at least spotted. Leviathan let his eyes train on the spots for a little bit before he looked up again.

"How is the water?" he would explain his stash of possible future trinkets and arts if she asked, but he was more interested in knowing if she became anything more than he remembered. What she wanted to tell him was up to her, what she found important would speak volumes.



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It began when she made an idiot's blunder, like a fool. She made her den too close to an anthill, and eventually woke up with them crawling all over her several mornings later. She was not thrilled. To get them off, she took a swim, coated herself head to toe in thick mud, and then took another swim. No more den. But that was when the nightmares began. For the next week, she had nightmares about the ants, and eventually decided she needed to deal with this responsibly.

So she went back to basics. That is, tree climbing, a passion of her youth. She can say that; she's more than a year old. No longer a youth. ANYWAY, she found a lovely tree, grown at an angle, such that she was able to climb into its lower branches with relative ease. Making a nest in the crux of the largest branches was difficult, and uncomfortable the first night, but it helped. She didn't fall out, and didn't have anymore nightmares.

Now all she had to do was figure out where to go with this issue from here.

Today, her morning began with her waking up in her nest in her tree, and gingerly climbing down. After checking on her ants, whom she still loved despite their recent difficulties, she set out to have herself a bath and maybe grab a bite to eat. The bath was...necessary, not because she was dirty, but just to settle any lingering crawling sensation. Which she was sure was all in her head, now. As she found a good spot in the mote and waded in, she spotted Leviathan! She smiled. He was good company, that Leviathan.

"How is the water?"

She looked down at the water. She was only elbow-deep. "I'll let you know!" With one fluid motion she dove, totally submerging herself before popping back up and giving her pelt a thorough shake. "Feels good! Chilly, but sometimes that's what you need in the morning." She began wading out of the mote, still dripping a little. "So, what are you up to today?"




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