this is mucking torture |o|baby birds|

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:6px; width:305px; margin-bottom:-18px][align=left][font=georgia][glow=#f9ffa0,2,300][size=18][color=white]♛ mustard[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:305px; overflow:auto][hr][fancypost borderwidth=0px; float:left; background:url(https://sp.yimg.com/xj/th?id=O…&pid=15.1&P=0&w=243&h=183); width:70px; height:90px; margin-right:8px][/fancypost][justify][size=7pt][color=#f9ffa0][font=georgia]Trying hard not to think of roast duck as the unfotunate bird was following her, Mustard trotted back home from a "hunt" with a t-bone steak. The bird was but a chick, and didn't have much meat. But it was too... well, birdlike to resist. It resembled too much of buffalo wings, fried chicken, slow-roasted duck.
    "Can you... well, quit following me?" she asked of the bird. But obviously, it didn't understand her language. so he continued following her. Then came the peeping.
    "Peep, peep, peep!"
    It's four or five comrades came waddling over. More frail baby birds to mother. Oh lordy.
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    [align=center][size=6pt]★ trek

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    [size=16pt]"A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES"[/size]

    [size=8][color=#ECDBBC]"A-Ah, Mustard, they're so cute!" Tama would swoon, cheerily. Baby birds seemed to take a liking to the individual, and Tama found that as adorable.


    / mobile + rushed

    Your children are.. quite small.. if they are your children, I mean, they're someone's children right? Hogwash asks awkwardly as he walks over, his green gaze landing on the small creatures following Mustard. He didn't really think they were hers, seeing that they belonged to a different species, but there was still a chance right? And besides, they might be adopted, he honestly didn't know.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:6px; width:305px; margin-bottom:-18px][align=left][font=georgia][glow=#f9ffa0,2,300][size=18][color=white]♛ mustard[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:305px; overflow:auto][hr][fancypost borderwidth=0px; float:left; background:url(https://sp.yimg.com/xj/th?id=O…&pid=15.1&P=0&w=243&h=183); width:70px; height:90px; margin-right:8px][/fancypost][justify][size=7pt][color=#f9ffa0][font=georgia]"They're not my demon spawn. But I think they're after my... food." Mustard immideately threw aside her steak, but crouched down to take a look at the brown, fluffy chicks. They gathering around her, peeping some more. A somewhat irritated look spread across her faced as one of them jumped on her head, dancing on her flower crown. The tiny avian hopped around as if he were drunk on chocolate milk, Mustard staying completely still in fear that it may fall off and burst to nothing but small feathers.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify]You stick close to Tama's side as you observe the odd scene before you. You murmur something under your breath. It was a cute scene. Mustard was a parent. Unwilling, it seemed, but someone was going to have to take care of these babies.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 14px;][justify][sub]palmer heard some sort of peeping noises, and decided to check out what all the noise was. what he saw immediately made the furball flash a toothy grin and race - or wobble - down towards the group. aw, these are cute! he squealed, knowing they were birds, but had never seen one up close before. so cute. are you going to eat them? he asked, looking up at mustard and blinking his huge brown eyes at her a couple times out of curiosity.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:6px; width:305px; margin-bottom:-18px][align=left][font=georgia][glow=#f9ffa0,2,300][size=18][color=white]♛ mustard[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:305px; overflow:auto][hr][fancypost borderwidth=0px; float:left; background:url(https://sp.yimg.com/xj/th?id=O…&pid=15.1&P=0&w=243&h=183); width:70px; height:90px; margin-right:8px][/fancypost][justify][size=7pt][color=#f9ffa0][font=georgia]"It's not chicken, so I guess not," mewed Mustard jokingly. The tiny thing on her head fell off and landed on his belly, but was okay. "But they're so cute I might as well eat them up!" The feline cooed at them.
    //ewe rushed post ;w;
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    [align=center][size=6pt]★ trek

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 14px;][justify][sub]twitching his whiskers in amusement, palmer giggled at the older femme's response. might as well, he joked, sniffing at one and watched it as it wobbled past him. he still wobbled too - maybe others thought he looked like a duck. weird. i'm sure they'd be great snacks.

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    "[b]Oooh you brought snacks!?[/b]" Wysteria practically gushed. They prodded at one with an extended forepaw, licking their lips. "[b]I've never had this kind before, I wonder what they taste like?[/b]" They fully intended to find out too. They were always looking to expand their palate and these things looked like an exotic delicacy. Delicious.[hr][/fancypost]
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