Redhawk Caldera pumpkin patch party — packtivity

"If I could just get a chunk of it, I'd be chill about sharing, ...cmon, Mother Nature, tweak gravity a bit for me. Just a tiiiiiiiny bit..."

Another high jump from the small stump that was at the base of a tall oak, who held an abandoned honeycomb nestled within its recently abandoned bee's nest.
Oh jeez, just imagining all the perks of getting the good sticky stuff.
So sweet, just...
A..
bit....
more...
reach.....

Just as the golden boy was summoning the hardcore parkour jump, a symphony snapped his mojo zen in several shards.
Damnit, Fireball.

Casting a envious glare at the obviously animate, talking, fully functioning, living honeycomb, the yellow pelt called over his slim shoulder as he bounded across the grassy lands,
"Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

And after his light little temper tantrum, the two year old padded into the clearing.
First the Alphas.

"Hello there, Dark Dude, and Flamin' Foxy",he said jovially, while still showing the proper respect of body posture, lowered tail, proper body, ect.

Next, other dudes and dudettes,

"Sup, Electric El, and hey there, mystery babe", Ash said referring to the previously met comrade and random chick he hadn't seen around.

"Names Ashton, I'll acquaint myself with you the moment the head honcho duo tell us the meaning of the pumpkin life. "

And with a charmingly natural grin, the hippie sat back, watching the scene before him with glittering leafy orbs.