broken bones lesson — move keep walkin'

“[color=white]Broken bones are my least favorite kind.” Georgie wasn’t there, and then she was, in that typical unnerving way of hers. “[color=white]You all break too easily.” She added in a tone that was hard to read. Disappointment? Amusement, maybe? The clouded leopard lumbered close and stuck a paw out to try and bat at all the herbs that had been gathered and set out by Kian, a whimsical and haphazard grin tugging at the corners of her mouth. She clearly did not care for the way he had them organized, or else sought to undo his diligent set-up purely for the laughs. “[color=white]If you break your bones do you deserve to have them unbroke, little sir?”