Blacktail Deer Plateau Smashing pumpkins

Fin gave her friend a grin. It was weird to discover the strange thing she had in common with Lasher--something she never thought she would have in common with a male. But, she supposed there were stranger things she could have in common with the man. She didn't know him all too well, so there was a good chance they actually had many other similar traits. And yet. This is the one she discovered first. That's awesome.

"Hey man, you started it," Fin defended with a laugh. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, buddy." With that, she returned to tugging on the vine. She clenched her teeth down hard upon it and planted both paws on the orange shell, this time determined that she was going to win. She tugged and tugged, growls getting louder and louder until finally, she won. With a loud crack, the vine along with part of the shell and lots of pumpkin guts came spewing out. Fin tumbled backwards with a yelp as the gourd's innards went flying all over.

The Blackthorn scrambled over onto her stomach after the fall, highly displeased to find the bits of seeds and orange cobweb snot on her beautiful silver fur. "God damnit, Peregrine, why am I always covered in shit when I hang out with you??" she whined as she pawed a particular long and stringy piece off of her forehead.

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