02-28-2020, 04:08 PM
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A scowl contorted his lazy features as Aurum arrived, expected at this point. Nobody could do anything without the proxy barging in. He slumped in his wadded patch of the blanket, miserably chewing his sandwich in silence, one paw placed over his missing cheek to spare the others from the repulsive act of mastication. What else was there to do besides chatter about the weather and work cud like a cow and sprawl about? How utterly boring. Beck sighed through his nose, glancing upward to the sky. An idea struck him and the boy rolled onto his back, mindful of the wounded puncture between bony shoulders. Swallowing his mouthful before speaking, he hesitantly offered, "Anybody wanna cloud watch?"