It'd taken a couple of back and forth trips to get all three of the item's she'd found in Canis to a safe, relatively sheltered spot in Orion. By this time she was thoroughly soaked in butter and pretty tired. She shook her feathers out, grimacing at the gross greasy feeling in her feathers.

She looked down at the objects she'd collected. The wooden stick with two circles on it's end. A flexible piece of something with diagrams drawn on it. A large wooden piece with something soft, almost like fur, tangled through it.

She'd take a closer look at these AFTER she cleaned up. Sitting down nearby, she began to preen her feathers, keeping an eye out for anyone who might approach. It's been a while since I've seen Poco and Tupu. She thought, I hope they're okay. Maybe she should go look for them? But where would she even start?

tags: @Tupu @Un Poco Loco
notes: Takes place directly after Achievement Unlocked

coding by wulf for template purposes

Tupu was, for her part, completely normal. She'd found a nice herd of what she was sure were other gerenuk. Or maybe she was a rat. Sure they were red, and half as tall as her, but they grazed like her. Spotted danger like her. Ran like her. Make sense. SenseDanger and Eat. Yes. Tupu was a rat. She blinked blank eyes, grazing as her herd of sixteen foraged. One found a pile of old fruit, and the rest scurried over to indulge. Tupu followed, same as them, flicking ears to ward off flies.

A familiar scent hit the gerenuk's nose. Herdmate? Her eyes turned, searching her surroundings. Finding nothing, she let out a bleat.

"SORRY." She screamed at the rats, some jolting, but most used to her screaming for no reason. She reclaimed her place at the fruit, and began to graze.

@Un Poco Loco