#bumbling bones rambles

[watcher-bones]

Brain thought about swap cult aus

It's the inevitable cycle

The Red Crown sits back and watches with delight at every iteration. Seeing how both Lamb and Narinder change with each reincarnation.

Sometimes the Lamb is cruel, sometimes they are soft.

Narinder keeps the rbf but sometimes it's on purpose.

It's the endless show of God and vessel switching places every so many eons. Neither are aware, only the crowns see the changes. Giggling at the God's (and Mystics) that think they know.

[watcher-bones]

Leshy's kid having his eye(s?)

His partner would explain every detail to him. From what they inherited from him and from their partner.

Maybe the kid is mossy green like him.

Maybe they have his branches and move with their mood.

Leshy, however he would tear up as their partner described the kids eye(s). Ruby red with flecks of autumn orange.

Leshy might make a joke to hide that hidden sadness, "Aye, you finally get to see my eye color"

[Nevermind when Uncle Narinder sees his little brother mini me. The utter flashbacks the cat would get seeing those eyes]

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Random thought,

Yellow Cat (Theo) only gains Narinder's respect after his attempt to kill him. [Stopped by Leshy]

It's essentially->

"Ah good, you'll fight gods for him. Did horrible job but good. You pass"

"....what?"

"His love language is Sacrafice and protection"

"That... explains alot..."

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Hey when Ratau says not to trust the Fox

Am I the only one who thinks that the Fox doesn't plan to eat Ratau. At least not right away.

There is a history, a story, a reason why the Fox wants Ratau.

Maybe I'm over thinking but, what if Ratau cut a deal at one point. One he never paid in full.

It's a thought.

[watcher-bones]

The vivid image of Ceali onto of the fridge like a feral cat, trying to get away from Narinder is current brain worm

Narinder pole dancing brain worm is still fighting to be present though

[watcher-bones]

I struggled with writing essays with a minimum 800 word count.

Yet here i go, just doing an intro chapter, and it's at 5,000 words...

What is this magic. Why couldn't I have done this during Brittish lit. Ffs