We are the cosmos made conscious [o, moving in]

[Owlie]

ALDO

THEREFORE I AM

It had taken Aldo a while to figure out that people tended to.... what was their word for it? Sleep? Yes, sleeping. A long rest. They had never done such a thing before, as they had never needed to sleep before. They had tried to come into other NPC's homes and sleep as well, but they kicked them out. This made the thylacine rather confused. The colony here slept apart from eachother. Wasn't that dangerous? Aldo believed in the safety of others, and they wanted to be around everyone else. An NPC eventually showed them an empty hut to make home, and left them. They.... didn't like it. Aldo had been trying to make it "home." They lacked a good understanding of the word, but figured out it meant, "A place to sleep in." Aldo was rather uncomfortable trying to sleep alone, and sleep on the floor. Aldo had tried a blanket that an NPC gave them, but it still wasn't right. Aldo had seen a kiddie pool upturned in the wild. They spent a portion of the darkness refinding it, diggin it out with his limbs, and dragging it back to camp.
Aldo was outside their home now, trying to drag the plastic kiddie pool through the door, and failing horribly. They whined, pulling it and pushing it without success, before resuming their whine and sitting down.

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