Post by jaythebird on Apr 23, 2023 15:50:41 GMT -5
As Cas enters the Meowler Pens, he is quite literally bombarded by a flurry of fur. Originally, Cas had been drawn here by his own curiosity to see some meowlers, but this gave Cas a positively delightful idea though there would be some work involved in getting there. Lerinzia seems to have the direct care of the meowlers covered, Cas decides, but there is another way for him to be helpful.
While Lerinzia works on untangling fur as she had been doing, Cas decides to work on cleaning up the abundance of fur accumulating in the pens. It would be no good if all the visitors ended up with a new coat of fur themselves when they visit, after all. Cas gives his usual cheery grin, waves at Lerinzia, and then he gets to work. But, it is more difficult than he expected. Clumps of fur of all colors are everywhere, and when he slithers around the pen to look at his progress so far, Cas realizes the fur has not only respawned but has somehow doubled.
It seems this task will not be as easy as he hoped. With each bit of fur he picks up and disposes of, more fly off the particularly furry meowlers or appear from the untangling that is going on. So, he keeps going. And going. It must have taken a while, because even Cas and his usual energy is somewhat exhausted by the time that the fur has mostly stopped appearing and he deems his job done well enough.
With a wave farewell directed at Lerinzia, Cas goes to make his exit. If in his hands are bright orange meowler fur, well, it could be easily assumed that he was about to dispose of this fur too. It would, however, be a wrong assumption.
While Lerinzia works on untangling fur as she had been doing, Cas decides to work on cleaning up the abundance of fur accumulating in the pens. It would be no good if all the visitors ended up with a new coat of fur themselves when they visit, after all. Cas gives his usual cheery grin, waves at Lerinzia, and then he gets to work. But, it is more difficult than he expected. Clumps of fur of all colors are everywhere, and when he slithers around the pen to look at his progress so far, Cas realizes the fur has not only respawned but has somehow doubled.
It seems this task will not be as easy as he hoped. With each bit of fur he picks up and disposes of, more fly off the particularly furry meowlers or appear from the untangling that is going on. So, he keeps going. And going. It must have taken a while, because even Cas and his usual energy is somewhat exhausted by the time that the fur has mostly stopped appearing and he deems his job done well enough.
With a wave farewell directed at Lerinzia, Cas goes to make his exit. If in his hands are bright orange meowler fur, well, it could be easily assumed that he was about to dispose of this fur too. It would, however, be a wrong assumption.