looking around, I notice no one is around to serve drinks. "Oh no. Our ruckus may have just scared away even the staff..." I say, worried.
The rabbit’s long ears perk up, suddenly excited.*looks at self in polished glass* does anyone have scale polish in blood red? ... And maybe a razor too?
Money is useless to me... Except in these situations... And the razor?The rabbit’s long ears perk up, suddenly excited.
“Ohoho! I got something that’ll make those scales shine!” she exclaims, punctuating it by slapping the bar-top.
With a thud, the rabbit places that large bag up kn the bar. After some digging, she pulls out a vial of something.
“This,” she shakes the contents, “Is a special oil I extracted from a carnivorous plant. I planned on experimenting with it as a medium for my paints, but I’m willing to part with it for a fair price.”
The rabbit lifts a finger and digs around once more. This time, pulling out a bundle of rags. Once unwrapped, there sits what appears to be a razor-sharp tooth.Money is useless to me... Except in these situations... And the razor?
Do you know how long it took to regrow my tail after one of those attacked? But thanksThe rabbit lifts a finger and digs around once more. This time, pulling out a bundle of rags. Once unwrapped, there sits what appears to be a razor-sharp tooth.
“I found this one on the coastline,” she explains, pulling out a journal, “From my escapades, I think it came from a Killer Mouth.”
The rabbit flips the page to a hand-drawn diagram of a giant, primitive-looking eel.
“I’ve never seen one alive,” she states, “but I know their teeth are sharp as anything. Like a big ol’ shark tooth.”
Of course they would, it's only natural for one to be curious. *Puts hand under your chin* just like I'm curious about you (take that as you will)“I know how to observe from a distance,” the rabbit explains, “I mostly want to look at their locomotion. Bestialogists pay big time for those kinds of notes!”