LOCKE
The honeybee doesn't seem so keen and he feels kind of bad, under the everything else. He doesn't know Melita well but she clearly cares about Fangorn and these are his kin, as bitey as they are. He pulls himself up and over the railing, gripping the sides to look up at her. "Not real keen on experimenting right now. Maybe if we can find some proper pumpkins. Can't imagine these taste all that good, yeah?" He gives her his best wink before turning and jumping down. Luckily, it's jaguar paws that hit the mud and not human feet. It hurts a little but nothing he can't handle. The mud, however, is annoying.
C'mon you little shits. Away from the big boat. Pussy tastes better anyway. His intent is to draw them away and he's sure they can't hear his goading by why not try. He had kind of wanted to smack some around but he's feeling a touch soft today. For now.
C'mon you little shits. Away from the big boat. Pussy tastes better anyway. His intent is to draw them away and he's sure they can't hear his goading by why not try. He had kind of wanted to smack some around but he's feeling a touch soft today. For now.
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
