No, the lot of you come barreling out of the forest intent on making the rest of us miserable.
[Paying no mind to the cat, Damian approaches more into the field, careful of the flowers around his feet and legs. Slowly, he begins to unravel the cloth belt around his middle, and he starts wrapping it around and around one hand.
Finally, he squats, peering over one of the flowers beside Mogget.] Great.
Asphodelus. You really are trying to get us in trouble, cat. [He cuts a look at Mogget out of the corner of his eyes.] Does that mean you're the keeper of the Underworld or something? Sitting in a field full of Asphodelus?
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[Paying no mind to the cat, Damian approaches more into the field, careful of the flowers around his feet and legs. Slowly, he begins to unravel the cloth belt around his middle, and he starts wrapping it around and around one hand.
Finally, he squats, peering over one of the flowers beside Mogget.] Great.
Asphodelus. You really are trying to get us in trouble, cat. [He cuts a look at Mogget out of the corner of his eyes.] Does that mean you're the keeper of the Underworld or something? Sitting in a field full of Asphodelus?