Oh. Um. Okay. Is this place, this... [her voice trails off as she needs to think of the word first] —grove, dangerous?
[It didn't seem all that dangerous, or scary. The antlered Monster was doing a terrible job at responding to the maybe-danger, sitting up and rising to her gangly feet slowly.
She spies the basket, still half-full, and her ears flick back.]
—oh, I wasn't done... [The Chimera murmurs, wobbling as she reached back for it. Wobbling a lot, in fact, and more than her inebriated sense of balance could keep up with. She leans too far forwards—and topples.]
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[It didn't seem all that dangerous, or scary. The antlered Monster was doing a terrible job at responding to the maybe-danger, sitting up and rising to her gangly feet slowly.
She spies the basket, still half-full, and her ears flick back.]
—oh, I wasn't done... [The Chimera murmurs, wobbling as she reached back for it. Wobbling a lot, in fact, and more than her inebriated sense of balance could keep up with. She leans too far forwards—and topples.]