@purredator liked for a starter!
there are many perfectly understandable reasons for people to be rattled and afraid being swept away in a new city. unfamiliar sights, not a single troll in the place, but lanque knows as long as he can write there’s no reason for him to be afraid.
if there’s anything that brings him at least a shred of sorrow, it’s the fact that soldier purrbeasts doesn’t seem to exist here. it’s replaced with an unfamiliar series named ‘warriorcats’... such an odd name! lanque purchased a copy of the very first book in the series, and if there’s anything that accompanies a good book it’s tea and nature.
this part of the park is so secluded, he’s confident that the necessary quiet will be more than enough here. a few flowers in lanque’s hair, his windsor perfectly knotted, and he sits poised and careful on the grass as he begins to read... but there’s a noise in the bushes! he looks around, carefully eyeing what he feels to be the source. “ come out, come out, where ever you are~ ”
