10-19-2019, 12:02 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Selby had only been alive for one Halloween so far. Truth be told, the feline hadn’t cared much for the holiday. His dislike of sweet flavors was an immediate turn off, not to mention his nervousness as a child had prevented him from finding joy in the spookier of the festivities. Not one to shoot something down after only one try though, he decided to give it another shot.
Approaching the scene, he found that Wormwood had put a lot of effort into preparing all of these pumpkins. The lion had done a lot for the group in his short time there, and it did not go unnoticed by the sawbone. "Wow, you really made all these?" he said with wonder, examining his work. Most of the designs were fairly basic, but carving pumpkins was no easy task. "You must’ve worked really hard for this. Thank you, Wormwood."
Selecting one to take home would be difficult, as they were all visually appealing. Looking around thoughtfully, one particular pumpkin caught his eye. It was small and almost spherical, and a jolly grin had been carved carefully into its orange flesh. This one. It spoke to him on an unexplainable spiritual level.
Approaching the scene, he found that Wormwood had put a lot of effort into preparing all of these pumpkins. The lion had done a lot for the group in his short time there, and it did not go unnoticed by the sawbone. "Wow, you really made all these?" he said with wonder, examining his work. Most of the designs were fairly basic, but carving pumpkins was no easy task. "You must’ve worked really hard for this. Thank you, Wormwood."
Selecting one to take home would be difficult, as they were all visually appealing. Looking around thoughtfully, one particular pumpkin caught his eye. It was small and almost spherical, and a jolly grin had been carved carefully into its orange flesh. This one. It spoke to him on an unexplainable spiritual level.