[Walking the lion seems to be a thing that needs to be done, William finding that after a walk the small thing is prone to actually sleeping and not trying to eat his toes each night. No-one had claimed him, and so William has done just that. The sight of the lion cub in a small harness complete with leash will be a regular occurrence in the future, though who is taking whom for a walk will always be up for debate.
The principate is already down to the second floor, briefly wondering why he got stuck with ten flights of stairs every day, knowing that one day he'll get to the top without needing a few minutes break to catch his breath. Internal grumbles are put on hold though when he spots what appears to be Adam's retreating figure, complete with box in arms. What was going on there?
Giving the leash a slight tug, William tries to direct the cub towards the hallway, peering down it at the moving room carnage that's taking place.]
action forever;
The principate is already down to the second floor, briefly wondering why he got stuck with ten flights of stairs every day, knowing that one day he'll get to the top without needing a few minutes break to catch his breath. Internal grumbles are put on hold though when he spots what appears to be Adam's retreating figure, complete with box in arms. What was going on there?
Giving the leash a slight tug, William tries to direct the cub towards the hallway, peering down it at the moving room carnage that's taking place.]
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