[There's a muffled rumble that could be a growl from a sturdier tree branch a bit above where she just turned to point; the creature perched in the tree has a haphazardly skinned rabbit in its jaws, and is looking down with a headtilt, before snapping its jaws back to finish swallowing the rabbit mostly-hole with a few unpleasant crunching noises.]
[The voice that comes out of it's male, rumbling, and definitely not childish. On the bright side, he sounds almost boredly calm.]
I don't know what's with the spirits out here. They probably thing it's a grand prank.
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[The voice that comes out of it's male, rumbling, and definitely not childish. On the bright side, he sounds almost boredly calm.]
I don't know what's with the spirits out here. They probably thing it's a grand prank.