Don't for him

Exhaustion Hits

Jack Noir- no, the Scurrilous Straggler's legs finally buckle beneath him as he continues to try to lead his crew through that goddamned multi-coloured desert. He tries to pick himself up again but his tired legs won't let him this time.

"Quit pushing yourself," says the Desolate Deserter, carrying a Curious Dawdler who had passed out miles ago

The Hapless Brigand goes to help the Straggler off the ground, and he attempts to swat him away, only weakly tapping the other's carapace. "We have to keep going" He says, his words jumbled from his body to tired to even move his lips properly.

"You need to rest." The other scowls, shifting a bit to give the Dawdler a better hold on his back.

"I don't need to rest. Jack Noir never needed to rest, and neither do I."

"Jack Noir is dead," was the last thing he heard before exhaustion took over his body, sending the Scurrilous Straggler into unconsciousness.

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Imagining Xefros taking way too long to collect firewood or find food for him and Joey and Joey goes out to look for him and finds him scratching up this tree to ribbons.

i don't know what the fuck is this, why is this, when and what it's name, but it's certainly a thing now. . . .

Don't eat chalk

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:33 < *ac scampurrs over to her meowrails hive to wish him good luck and offur him a few more clean towels for his soir33 with the highblood*

:33 < oh

This is probably the only way he could win a strife with Bro, lol"