Post by bearrie on May 8, 2022 5:53:20 GMT -5
Well, this was a predicament. The fact that Kumaa even knew they were in one was a big thought to begin with, but they had a general sense of unease. There was something, in the back of their blobby self, that was trying to tell them something. Not that they had time to worry about what their blobby self was or perhaps was not telling them.
They had to decide - should they stay here or go?
The sand was nice and silky and staying here might be a good idea. The first of many, perhaps, that Kumaa would be having. Another thought tried to crawl its way to the forefront, competing with dominance that - maybe finding their own little spot to call home, somewhere safer than out in the open, would be better.
Kumaa wasn't sure they liked their blobby self being so smart and logical which meant they had to muster up the energy to move.
They had to decide - should they stay here or go?
The sand was nice and silky and staying here might be a good idea. The first of many, perhaps, that Kumaa would be having. Another thought tried to crawl its way to the forefront, competing with dominance that - maybe finding their own little spot to call home, somewhere safer than out in the open, would be better.
Kumaa wasn't sure they liked their blobby self being so smart and logical which meant they had to muster up the energy to move.
