#kd.answer

[mossenthusiastic]

I got some sleep and things are still weird. Maybe we should look into it more? Instead of brushing it off?

@susieziller

* [ Kris startles, clearly not expecting Susie's appearance. They quickly hide the box of dog treats behind their back. ]

* [ They love Susie, but they do not want to share. ]

* [ And they don't want to be teased right now. ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

* [ They stand up, tucking both gifted items into their inventory.]

* [ You got SoftBlanket! You got DogTreats! ]

* [ They then pull the blanket right back out, draping it over their shoulders like a cape. Kris equipped the SoftBlanket! ]

* maybe. . .

* things have been. . weirder. . . than normal.

* . . .we probably shouldn't ignore it.

* [ You sigh. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

{Monthly Moss for Kris dreemurr.}

{Nice glasses by the way.}

* ... thanks

* [ They roll they moss up into a little piece of paper. And then, digging into their pocket, they pull out a shitty little lighter. ]

* [ They try for a second too long to start the thing. Then they light up. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* [On the back is more text.]

* "Arf Arf! Good puppy!"

* [ Kris perks up at reading this secret, extra text. ]

* [ Under their breath, they mumble some choice words. ]

* fuck yeah, bitch

[mossenthusiastic]

* [A paper lies nearby, on it is one word, posed as a question...]

* "Arf?"

* arf.

[ * Kris barks quite solemnly. ]

[ * They flip the paper, as if expecting to see more on the back. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* (Pelts u with moss)

* [ Kris yelps in surprise! ]

* [ However, they quickly come to their senses, and start catching the thrown moss. ]

* [ With their mouth. In their mouth. Yum. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* (Some moss lies on the ground nearby.)

* (You already know what you probably want to do.)

* (Perpetuate the cycle of existence?)

* [ Kris is guilty of perpetuating many cycles. ]

* [ This is no different. ]

* [ They hungrily devour the moss. A bit sticks to the side of their mouth. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* [...nearby a pair of bottles of chocolate milk sit, surprisingly still cold. Another note lies with them...]

* ["For a good puppy and their dragon friend."]

* [ Kris blinks. They wish they could catch whoever it was who was leaving these gifts. ]

* [ Regardless, it didn't matter that much. They quickly open one bottle of choccy milk, and pair it with a dog treat. ]

* [ The drink disappears in less than a minute, milk moustache forming. ]

* [ They tuck the other bottle into their inventory to save it. But who knows if it'll actually make its way to Susie. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

Are you an ice eater? (I am totally not holding an ice tray while typing this)

* [ Kris nods enthusiastically. ]

* family knows to make my glass of water mostly ice.

* glass of ice