10-31-2020, 07:46 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Aker had no food to bring, and certainly wasn't much of a story teller. Instead, he brought some charcoal he had found, carrying it in a bucket. It was pretty messy stuff, but he figured it could be used for face painting and such. Maybe if someone had berries, that could also be used for face painting. He put the bucket of charcoal down, nostrils filling with the scent of lamb. Eyes lit up, he walked over to the feast that was laid out. He focused on the lamb shanks, salivating as he stared at them patiently. He would wait for Wuyi and his mom before eating. Until then... he would watch the lamb.
winged smilodon populator — 3 months old — he/him