Eternal Sugar did end up coming around! Finally she’s actually going places! … still very tired, eternally tired. Maybe she can even take some cookies back to her garden for true happiness..! Usually that’s Pavlova’s job but, he’s been gone for a really long time now.. or maybe she just misses him coming by while she’s asleep.
She shouldn’t be gone for tooo long, her little one needs her! So as long as she doesn’t fall asleep away from her paradise, she’ll be back in no time!
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She uh, she fell asleep. She fell asleep where the Kulfi tribe used to live.
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Nutmeg Tiger had taken it upon herself to do morning patrols. The main body of the nutmeg soldiers had gravitated into a cuddle pile of paws and fur in the middle of the room, so she took her supplies out of the room and got dressed in the hall, leaving her bow unstrung for now.
It had been... nice, to have the grooming circle. The spice cookie had managed to get most of the egg off of her via a shower, but it had left her fur all wet. So, grooming herself -- and later, the other soldiers -- had turned into a group activity.
She padded toward the entrance of the temple, stairs leading up to the Great Destroyer's domain still chilled from the night's cold. Breathing deep, the felitaur descended the steps and began padding through the spice-filled lands.
Occasionally, she passed a peppercorn scout or cilantro warrior, but for the most part, the Wild Spices were in their various hideaways until the morning began in earnest.
The Spice Festival would be held in two days -- a subdued excitement remained in the air in the days leading up to every Festival. Announcements for mates, marriages, or even simply courting were commonplace.
Her patrol moved southward, towards the Kulfi tribe's old home. Golden Cheese Cookie had taken them with her when she had... beaten... the Great Destroyer. With a sigh, Nutmeg Tiger surveyed the lands. She was about to turn tail and leave when she saw -- pink?
Slowly, her paws moving almost of their own accord, the spice cookie approached the... cookie, yes, that was a cookie, she could see that now... until she stopped.
That was not just a cookie. That was the Beast of Sloth. Eternal Sugar Cookie.
"Uh..." the felitaur murmured, shaking the pink cookie's shoulder gently, "Miss Beast of Sloth? Eternal Sugar Cookie? Are you alive? Were you attacked? Or are you simply asleep?"