a different state of mind - open; moving mud

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Really, he'd only wound up coming over because he was looking for a good spot to sunbathe. The cold meant needing to find constant spots of warmth was typically a top priority. The noise and commotion and people speaking made the monitor pivot and wander over to see what the deal was. Back to the camp that he'd tried to help clean previously, if his memory served him correct. It probably was, for Anthemtalon saw no reason for it not to.

"Slush," he grumbled as he watched the mud be pushed along. He definitely wasnt going to be able to help move any trees despite his own size. Some branches, though? Probably. Some movement would maybe warm him up; or he'd find a nice spot to sunbathe while he tried to lug branches along. Was he supposed to help? Could he just watch?

Anthemtalon decided he was going to plop on down and wait like the lazy and sleepy lizard he was, taking mighty interest in watching the mud be moved instead of actually doing anything to help. He scraped the ground with a talon, and then nodded to himself. That was good enough in his mind. A heavy exhale as he settled, tongue flickering as he watched. "Slush moved. Neat."

ANTHEMTALON [] komodo monitor [] tags

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