Walk in the Woods [ Tatara has approximately zero idea what he’s doing here, exactly; but if a messenger dove brought something to your doorstep, you’d heed the call, wouldn’t you?
So, here he is, traipsing through the mud, partly out of breath, (but trying not to be obvious about it). ]
It’s not so easy to track footprints in the leaves is it? Eheh...
[ Not to mention the sliding. Lend him an arm? Or stick around to laugh if he happens to topple, either way! ]
Mysterious Trees [ Just a wild guess, but... he probably shouldn’t be here.
Tatara is 110% out of place, yet not unnerved -- and that’s probably a bad thing. A terrible thing, even. Of course, self-preservation has never been his strong suit! And anyway, it’ll all work out, won’t it? So he has nothing to legitimately fear.
Not even the trees, which are most definitely moving. Along with the underbrush.
To whosoever is by his side in this: ]
You saw that, too, didn’t you?
[ As it grows mysteriously darker from out of nowhere, he’ll light a “torch” for himself, still smiling amiably as he glances around the area. ]
You don’t have to hide, you know. I’m not here to hurt you!
[ Whoever you are. ]
Autumn Leaves [ Now this is something much more his speed! Armed with his trusty camera, Tatara is scoping the area rather intently -- but mainly in pursuit of the Perfect Shot™. Sorry not sorry if he gets you in a photo in the process!
After that box has been ticked, he’ll gradually meander over toward the board games when something catches his eye. ]
Ehhh? [ A slow gasp. ] I haven’t played in forever!
[ Maybe this game looks familiar, maybe it doesn’t -- either way, join him? ]
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[ Tatara has approximately zero idea what he’s doing here, exactly; but if a messenger dove brought something to your doorstep, you’d heed the call, wouldn’t you?
So, here he is, traipsing through the mud, partly out of breath, (but trying not to be obvious about it). ]
It’s not so easy to track footprints in the leaves is it? Eheh...
[ Not to mention the sliding. Lend him an arm? Or stick around to laugh if he happens to topple, either way! ]
[ Just a wild guess, but... he probably shouldn’t be here.
Tatara is 110% out of place, yet not unnerved -- and that’s probably a bad thing. A terrible thing, even. Of course, self-preservation has never been his strong suit! And anyway, it’ll all work out, won’t it? So he has nothing to legitimately fear.
Not even the trees, which are most definitely moving. Along with the underbrush.
To whosoever is by his side in this: ]
You saw that, too, didn’t you?
[ As it grows mysteriously darker from out of nowhere, he’ll light a “torch” for himself, still smiling amiably as he glances around the area. ]
You don’t have to hide, you know. I’m not here to hurt you!
[ Whoever you are. ]
[ Now this is something much more his speed! Armed with his trusty camera, Tatara is scoping the area rather intently -- but mainly in pursuit of the Perfect Shot™. Sorry not sorry if he gets you in a photo in the process!
After that box has been ticked, he’ll gradually meander over toward the board games when something catches his eye. ]
Ehhh? [ A slow gasp. ] I haven’t played in forever!
[ Maybe this game looks familiar, maybe it doesn’t -- either way, join him? ]