Chocolate -> BAD FOR SHEEP THINGS, MKAY.

[jou_of_elnaam]

Mimir was woken up by his new scapegoats just a while ago, and for some reason decided to let them follow him through the building. He's used to travelling with his goats really, and the desert isn't nearly as big as the one at home so...

Wait, they're not moving.

In fact, Mimir seems to have been distracted by a table of delicious, and is barely

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[whatisma_at]

There's a possibly familiar looking someone over here, who's got a right armful of what looks like bird. Very upset looking bird, who isn't that old at all.

"Hey, no! I said - I'm not letting you at any of that stuff until I know what it is!"

My, what might that harassed sounding voice over there be?

"H-hey, don't be like that...!"

-needs more icons- |D

[jou_of_elnaam]

End result on Mimir's side of the table- all of his scapegoats are delicately balanced in his arms as they struggle against grip in a strangely corporal fashion. (Wouldn't they have exploded by now!?)

And oh, someone else is here. (It's another one that looks like Saraph but isn't Saraph and...) "Ahhh... Is it happening to everyone..?"

[whatisma_at]

He envies how soft those Scapegoats are. Apart from the horns - but his Rufflet has still-developing talons and a beak that's already sharp.

He is trying desperately not to swear. After all, it is a baby. And likely doesn't understand what it's doing.

"Everyone? I don't know about everyone, but this one here's been a handful ever since yesterda- OW!"

And now he's telling off the bird, who looks very ashamed of itself, but at the same time still looking longingly at that chocolate.

[jou_of_elnaam]

"Oh?" And he'll take one ruffet over the scapegoats in an event like this- it might not be sharp, but their ram horns DO hurt..!

Still. "You mean when all of this stuff appeared..?" Stop struggling against the cloaaaaaak!