𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑬𝑲.

𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑬𝑲 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑭𝑰𝑺𝑻. «#𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐏, #𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏»

Waking up on the ground is starting to get very old. He wants his own bed to sleep in for once, in a place he can call home.

Toussaint's on his agenda too. He's heard it's like a different world, plucked straight from a fairytale.

Any place in particular tickle her fancy that she hasn't been yet?

Indeed. Too much of the world he hasn't seen yet.

𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞.

|| Taking Thorboy off hiatus because he deserves a better chance.

Maybe it's time to find a proper home and settle some day soon.

Yawn.

Yet again, he's going to fall asleep propped up against a tree trunk.

He's picking meat out of his teeth whilst just watching silently.

Would kill for a hot bath.

He's digging in to this evening's meal; one of the troupe went on a most bountiful hunt.

Yawns.

That's a good idea, definitely worth an attempt at least...

G'morn.

His back aches.

Grunts.

It's a good thing she enjoys a bit of meat then, eh?