10-07-2020, 06:57 PM
Hurricane
The tom decided that today was the day for the clear out of ROCKELL. He selected the group personally, though he only chose a sparse few and let everyone else decide if they should go. He instilled the rule that kits weren't allow at the time, too.
Leading the group with a stern gaze, he noticed Medusa slinking up behind him, paying him no mind as she raced toward the ship. But before she actually made it to the ship, she veered inland. What was her problem?
Shrugging the thought aside, he turned to face the group as they arrived at the ship. "Clear out as much as you can - put bones and such either out to sea or into the forest. We leave at sunset. Whatever isn't cleared out today will be dealt with another day." He waved his tail to signify the work to begin. Was he being too directing? Usually he let Rhinestone pick the patrols, but he needed strong individuals to help carry the large bones.
His first manner of business was the bones scattered across the sands. He made short work, burying most and chucking the rest into the forest. Then he went into the ship itself, dragging skulls, spines, rib bones, and such from the ship and toward the forest.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗