Private Roleplay it's makin' me feel weird

It just so happened that his favorite place, and his favorite green flame, were but a little jaunt away from the Big-Fucking-Rock that he now lived at! It seemed strange that his family would want to move from one set of Big-Rocks to another, but Calyx could not pretend to comprehend the politics behind such a choice. The only politics he knew were those of his family, and those bonds drew him away from the societal norms of a traditional pack.

If they left, so would he.

If they stayed, so would he.

It did, however, sadden him to leave behind yet another lovely garden that he had propagated. Despite the fun busyness of a new task, it was such a shame to leave such a lovely trace of nature in his wake. Perhaps, if Cedar would consent to it, they could return to their lovely swamp and gather their precious delicacies.

As he moved, he swayed, wondering if he would need a bigger purse.

Probably.

The rain misted down from the dark clouds, the daylight obscured completely by the heavy Stygian sky. But Calyx still smiled, his mind warm and his body drifting below him without care. The green light in the distance was familiar, a subtle beacon to his moth-like mind. And he would slow for a moment, stilling in the shifting emerald light as his eyes turned toward a nearby tree.

Was that a shadow he saw?

Silence met him.

Hm. Just a tree.

Don't look at me like that, tree, he would offer through smiling lips, clacking his teeth together as he blinked. His golden eyes would dilate in the dim light as he appraised the tree with heavy consideration. As if he didn't believe it was a tree at all.

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