"oi, gather round fer weekly tasks." comes the idle call, long limbs extending to curl claws around the hoarse bark of a dead stump and haul her onto her perch. these hadn't been done in the last week or so- something she figures she ought to make up by staying on top of them this week. mind combing thoughts for possible chores to task her clan with, chicagocrimes falls into a silent musing the moment he voice falters.
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