everything I let go
With the agreement in place, Erebos nodded, secure in his knowledge of the essentials and needs of pending, future snowman guards. Comfortable in this atmosphere, and not really needing to be always monitored, he hustled and bustled – content and busy, fingers prying at an assemblage of potentials. But within the greenhouse was its own set of wonders, and his mind pulled in so many directions of possibilities – in the end, figuring whoever was making the vessels would use their own discretion, but they’d certainly give them ample opportunities and considerations.
It didn’t take long for his bag to become full of the requirements – eyes practically gleaming with his wares of vegetables, berries, and some occasional fruit and seeds dropped in for extra flair. “All good here!” and he lifted his satchel proudly, using whatever muscles had been built upon his very young and lanky frame. “We can probably head back and let everyone decide on what they want to use.” Imagining them in action, with a wide range of features set off a brilliant little smile again, beelining to the door to gather all their objects, insistent upon delivery.
[FIN]
It didn’t take long for his bag to become full of the requirements – eyes practically gleaming with his wares of vegetables, berries, and some occasional fruit and seeds dropped in for extra flair. “All good here!” and he lifted his satchel proudly, using whatever muscles had been built upon his very young and lanky frame. “We can probably head back and let everyone decide on what they want to use.” Imagining them in action, with a wide range of features set off a brilliant little smile again, beelining to the door to gather all their objects, insistent upon delivery.
[FIN]
Erebos
has claw marks on it
