Tag: good times

wrathfulandsullen:

“NO! GO AWAY!” Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did he think that the little Khajiit child would be unable to follow him up a tree? Why was tree-climbing his solution to everything these days?!

Thavrin looked around for something, anything, to throw at the little pest. There were no pine cones, no acorns, no chestnuts, only leaves. The child was coming closer, little by little, and Thavrin was out of options. He grit his teeth, seized a handful of leaves, and flung them uselessly in the Khajiit’s direction. They scattered every which way, kited about by the air, and failed to go anywhere near their mark, so Thavrin kept trying.

“Go away! Don’t come any closer you homicidal brat!”

He grabbed for his fifth cluster of leaves, but what he latched onto was something papery, and round, and full of angry bees who felt very threatened by his actions.

“Oh shit… oh shit! Get ‘em off me!”

Marsh’s ears cocked, frowning a little at the flat-face’s attempts to throw leaves at him, fur puffing and eyes widening at the loud humming that started up after. He didn’t know what the strange yellow things were that poured out of the weird nest, but judging by the panicked sounds coming from the stranger, they were bad news.

The Khajiit swallowed, looking down and shaking a little before pulling his claws free enough from the tree to slide down the trunk, hissing at the bite of bark on his stomach and chest before his feet hit the ground and tumbled to a halt on his rump. He looked up, neck craned to see the flat-face still in the tree.

“<Buzzers bite? Hurry! Water!>” he yelped out unhelpfully, pushing himself up to his feet and looking around for water. A lot of bugs didn’t like water. Fleshflies never followed him into the water.