[size=9pt]Long nights lead to long mornings. Exhaustion leads to boredom and boredom leads to restlessness, and so, Moon was as far from camp as he could possibly be at that moment. He wasn't looking for herbs today; he needed a goddamn break from finding flowers in his teeth. No, today, he was just going for a walk. He'd heard the phrase used many times on the Big Screen, 'Hey, Honey, I'm just nipping out for a walk--!' and even though, so far, it was doing fuck all for his well being, he was persisting and maybe, possibly, hopefully, whoever sits in the clouds would take pity and drop him a distraction.
That's when he found his twin. It took him a moment to fully register it all, because his gaze was more lidded than usual and he felt kinda distant, but once he did, he scowled. What was up with lions randomly appearing on their territory, lately? He's not sure if he likes it. It's like he was the only child and now his parents had triplets and he's not so nice and shiny anymore. They're ruining the Brand. "Hey--" he starts, voice more accusing than welcoming, but then he sees the stranger crumble to the ground and he shuts hit mouth.
The lion heaves a sigh, internally slapping himself because this was the one day he'd gone without herb hunting and, with Imperia's whole thing, he was running a little bit low. It's fine though, they had a little bit left. Maybe enough for this big guy. "Alright, Mufasa," Moon says as he approaches, hanging head analyzing his body for injuries. He'd fallen, that much is clear. Perhaps some fractures or broken bones. Moon lays down some dandelion leaves in front of the stranger. "Chew this stuff for me, real quick. I know it probably tastes like shit, but you're gonna' need it. Can you tell me what hurts? Then we can cut to the begging for forgiveness for trespassing on our territory."
That's when he found his twin. It took him a moment to fully register it all, because his gaze was more lidded than usual and he felt kinda distant, but once he did, he scowled. What was up with lions randomly appearing on their territory, lately? He's not sure if he likes it. It's like he was the only child and now his parents had triplets and he's not so nice and shiny anymore. They're ruining the Brand. "Hey--" he starts, voice more accusing than welcoming, but then he sees the stranger crumble to the ground and he shuts hit mouth.
The lion heaves a sigh, internally slapping himself because this was the one day he'd gone without herb hunting and, with Imperia's whole thing, he was running a little bit low. It's fine though, they had a little bit left. Maybe enough for this big guy. "Alright, Mufasa," Moon says as he approaches, hanging head analyzing his body for injuries. He'd fallen, that much is clear. Perhaps some fractures or broken bones. Moon lays down some dandelion leaves in front of the stranger. "Chew this stuff for me, real quick. I know it probably tastes like shit, but you're gonna' need it. Can you tell me what hurts? Then we can cut to the begging for forgiveness for trespassing on our territory."
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