DONKEY KONG YEAH ☆ o, food sorting

[RHINESTONE.]

Recently, Palmclan had been having some issues with their food supply, mainly because of seagulls trying to snatch things from them. Thankfully, Sugarspice had decided to make some baskets for them to store their food in, and while that had been a difficult process, they finally had some... alright looking baskets. Which meant that now they needed to sort through the pile of food that they still had, considering they had two baskets – one for new food, and for old food that really needed to be eaten. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of sorting, since the clan had made a massive effort to restock their entire inventory of prey in the cleanup after the hurricane. Rhinestone knew that he would need some assistance with the sorting, since if he tried to do it on his own, it would take him hours, if not days, with how much he tended to get distracted by leader duties. So, he decided to start small, and then he would get other people involved.

The first step was to gather up all the food, so Rhine waited until after lunchtime to begin, just to make sure that everyone was done eating. Then, he gathered all of the food from the prey pile up, beginning to sift through the various squirrels, birds, rabbits, and fish. The enormous group of different smells was sort of overpowering, but he could shove that to the side for the moment, pulling over the new food basket. He began to dump the newer pieces of prey into it, making sure that the sand was cleared off of the prey before they were deposited inside. However, as the leader began to reach towards the bottom of the tremendous pile, he found his skin crawling at the sudden unpleasant smell that attacked his senses. Ugh, crowfood. Shaking his head from side to side, the tom let out a couple of disgusted coughs before he called out "Would anybody be willing to help me sort out the food, so that we can put them in the baskets? We've got a bunch of crowfood near the bottom, not even good enough for the old basket. We'll have to figure out something to do with it..." Part of him considered just burning the crowfood for a bonfire, but that would only make the smell even worse. They couldn't put it in the ocean, nor did they want to risk a trip to the boardwalk... the forest, perhaps? Burying it?

RHINESTONESTAR - PALMCLAN - PENNED BY STILLY

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