captain's log, stardate, something or other. he thinks it's been three months. he lost a lot of his fat which wasn't fair AT ALL. he liked being chonkers. big boy. unit. he's mostly skin now. flappy floppy. it's not surprising. 'm mean... you can't keep the same weight on scraps and bones. sux tho. maybe he'd get back to normal size if he hunts big prey? he'd really have to grind for that. hunting was hard.
... did he do something wrong? he didn't think he did. he can't remember anything bad he did. he just cuddled and sat where he was supposed to when he was asked. maybe he played too hard?
it wasn't fair.
it really wasn't.
he wasn't even given a reason. just woke up one day and boom. rolling fields and trees and all that cottagecore shit.
not home.
he missed home. but he wasn't allowed back, he thought. even if he was, he couldn't find his way back.
bummer, man.
it hurt.
... did he do something wrong? he didn't think he did. he can't remember anything bad he did. he just cuddled and sat where he was supposed to when he was asked. maybe he played too hard?
it wasn't fair.
it really wasn't.
he wasn't even given a reason. just woke up one day and boom. rolling fields and trees and all that cottagecore shit.
not home.
he missed home. but he wasn't allowed back, he thought. even if he was, he couldn't find his way back.
bummer, man.
it hurt.
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