The warm coldness of the air around Daggo made him smile slightly,
the memories of Snowdin flooding in. He relaxed, his ears drooping
onto the floor lazily as the sleepy look on his face making his day
brighter.
Snow kind of missed Snowdin. He loved the cold after all. He
wondered what was happening as he pranced around...wondering what
happened to the old royal guard.
I'm goin' for a walk.
*The door slammed behind him as he walked along the cobble path. He
felt like he might fall asleep. He hardly slept last night, seeing
what happened to all his friends. It disturbed him.*
*Leafweaver finished sewing the leaves together, she had made a
crown out of leaves, she put it on the right side of her head, she
continued to walk and hum*
Your local humanoid arachnid of unidentifiable species
“Look, all I’m saying is, I’d commit Arson, but if there’s a Spider
in that house, I’m saving it”
-Spyder
Having watched the exchange between the two brothers, Daggo
panicked upon seeing the large crack in Sans’ skull. “PAPYRUS! What
on the surface are you doing?! He’s clearly injured!” The Furfrou
ran at their door and knocked on it loudly with the back of his
paw.
Worry enveloped him as he burst through the door and jumped to the
two brothers and stared at Sans in shock. “What happened?!” He
gasped, using some weak, green magic to slowly heal the skeleton.
His eyes were wide, looking at Papyrus.
*He looked over at Sans worried* I don't know. He went to get a TV
and ketchup. Then he left again then collapsed in the snow. I heard
something rumbling in a cave not too far