04-01-2018, 05:09 AM
Easter was something he had never understood when his mother spoke of it just a few months ago while talking about upcoming events in the outside world just to keep up her sanity while taking care of several children and occasionally herself if she had the time to. His brothers and sister would flock over to her side with eyes bright and wide as she did her best to explain the strange tradition of a large rabbit man hiding plastic eggs filled with confections for children to find or painting real eggs with delicate hues of every shade and color. Buggy hadn't really paid attention that much, but it seemed something that his siblings had been excited to celebrate and hopefully were doing just that, despite the recent death. Perhaps he could make the best of this day despite how shitty had already become with his lousy morning of being smacked in the face by an NPCs large tail, as well as having bit his tongue several time today. Yeah, this will be fucking great.
Soft, white fur slightly bounced as he briskly walked about the camp with his ears flicking with each chattering voice and playful laugh from those around him. But, it was a few in particular that seemed to have caused him to halt for a minute and direct his path towards a boy and girl standing over some eggs and paint, apparently painting them for the strange holiday together while the boy, who he had quickly recognized as Atlanticpaw, offered those in the vicinity to join in. The wolf hesitated slightly with the thought of it, knowing all too well that he would only bother the older kids with his snarky behavior and general rude behavior towards others. Buggy decided though, that it was a least worth a shot since he had nothing better to do than avoid certain people as he looked at bugs around camp and before he knew it, his frown loosened up into something a bit less intimidating. "It's a holiday. Kinda like if Halloween and Christmas had a child, except you hide these lil fuckers. At least that's how my mother explained it. Oh, I'm Buggedout by the way. " The boy crystalline boy had replied to Harper, though his eyes had roamed to examine each color until he had switched to locking eyes briefly with Lance and feeling a small twitch at the corner of his mouth for some strange reason. Was he trying to smile? " Heya, Lancey. It's a been a bit, how've you been since you joined? " unbeknownst to even him, his voice had just barely raised and his form seemed less tense for a few brief moments as he tried to be a bit more normal around someone a bit older than himself. Perhaps this wouldn't come off as too weird, but a rather lazy smiled had even begun to appear on his maw while Bugs eased onto his hind legs and took an egg for himself to paint, fully intending to make a summer azure butterfly since that seemed to fit the pallet that the holiday strived for.
"SPEECH"
Soft, white fur slightly bounced as he briskly walked about the camp with his ears flicking with each chattering voice and playful laugh from those around him. But, it was a few in particular that seemed to have caused him to halt for a minute and direct his path towards a boy and girl standing over some eggs and paint, apparently painting them for the strange holiday together while the boy, who he had quickly recognized as Atlanticpaw, offered those in the vicinity to join in. The wolf hesitated slightly with the thought of it, knowing all too well that he would only bother the older kids with his snarky behavior and general rude behavior towards others. Buggy decided though, that it was a least worth a shot since he had nothing better to do than avoid certain people as he looked at bugs around camp and before he knew it, his frown loosened up into something a bit less intimidating. "It's a holiday. Kinda like if Halloween and Christmas had a child, except you hide these lil fuckers. At least that's how my mother explained it. Oh, I'm Buggedout by the way. " The boy crystalline boy had replied to Harper, though his eyes had roamed to examine each color until he had switched to locking eyes briefly with Lance and feeling a small twitch at the corner of his mouth for some strange reason. Was he trying to smile? " Heya, Lancey. It's a been a bit, how've you been since you joined? " unbeknownst to even him, his voice had just barely raised and his form seemed less tense for a few brief moments as he tried to be a bit more normal around someone a bit older than himself. Perhaps this wouldn't come off as too weird, but a rather lazy smiled had even begun to appear on his maw while Bugs eased onto his hind legs and took an egg for himself to paint, fully intending to make a summer azure butterfly since that seemed to fit the pallet that the holiday strived for.
"SPEECH"
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