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Bash sighed, a cloud of frosty breath rising up. The frozen ground chilled Bash to the bone, each crunchy step colder than the next. But it had to be done. Bash's friend Ticktack was sick with the Snitzer Fytz, and Dr. F had sent Bash to retrieve an ingredient for the cure, a Puckoo tail. Ticktack had no idea that he was going to have to eat a Puckoo and Bash knew it wasn't going to be a happy experience. Tack had an immense sense of respect for living things, and he had never consumed meat before, nor would he ever want to. This worried Bash. Without this cure, his friend's condition would only worsen but with the cure... Who knew what kind of mental and physical torment Ticktack would endure? Bash shivered against the bitter cold as he approached a kiosk of sorts. FRESH MEAT was painted in red lettering on the sign and a freckled wyngro sat behind the display of meats. A toothy grin was spread across their face. Bash gazed sorrowfully at the various puckoo meats on display. "Those poor creatures..." He muttered to himself while he approached. "Hello. One puckoo tail, please." He asked while he shouldered off the backpack that was lent to him. Bash shoved his round nose into the bag and grabbed a bag of coins, setting it on the wooden tabletop with several metallic clinks. The wyngro took the coins and neatly wrapped a puckoo tail in paper. "Thank you." Bash said, sliding the paper-wrapped tail into his bag. "Enjoy!" They said with a toothy grin. Bash merely smiled and turned away. His smile faded and a look of guilt replaced it. This wasn't going to be a pleasant experience for any of those involved but... It had to be done.

EXACTLY 300 WORDS AW YISS
anywho here's Bash buying a puckoo tail for Ticktack's snitzer fytz remedy!

Art and Bash © IcyRapids
Coin © red-anteater

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Description

Bash sighed, a cloud of frosty breath rising up. The frozen ground chilled Bash to the bone, each crunchy step colder than the next. But it had to be done. Bash's friend Ticktack was sick with the Snitzer Fytz, and Dr. F had sent Bash to retrieve an ingredient for the cure, a Puckoo tail. Ticktack had no idea that he was going to have to eat a Puckoo and Bash knew it wasn't going to be a happy experience. Tack had an immense sense of respect for living things, and he had never consumed meat before, nor would he ever want to. This worried Bash. Without this cure, his friend's condition would only worsen but with the cure... Who knew what kind of mental and physical torment Ticktack would endure? Bash shivered against the bitter cold as he approached a kiosk of sorts. FRESH MEAT was painted in red lettering on the sign and a freckled wyngro sat behind the display of meats. A toothy grin was spread across their face. Bash gazed sorrowfully at the various puckoo meats on display. "Those poor creatures..." He muttered to himself while he approached. "Hello. One puckoo tail, please." He asked while he shouldered off the backpack that was lent to him. Bash shoved his round nose into the bag and grabbed a bag of coins, setting it on the wooden tabletop with several metallic clinks. The wyngro took the coins and neatly wrapped a puckoo tail in paper. "Thank you." Bash said, sliding the paper-wrapped tail into his bag. "Enjoy!" They said with a toothy grin. Bash merely smiled and turned away. His smile faded and a look of guilt replaced it. This wasn't going to be a pleasant experience for any of those involved but... It had to be done.

EXACTLY 300 WORDS AW YISS
anywho here's Bash buying a puckoo tail for Ticktack's snitzer fytz remedy!

Art and Bash © IcyRapids
Coin © red-anteater

4/300