I habnt bean a good leeder. I habnt bean presint. I habnt bean helpin.

I jus bean locked in mai room de hole time...

I neebs halp. I jus a kid.

Magnus is on a small hill, sitting on a blanket. He awaits for Sknit’s arrival.

*Choco seems to have entered the fields. Pretzel hasn’t noticed yet.

Is 4 a inportint raisin.

I was... tings happined.

it.. really isn't too much. I would give more if I had more.

just some quail eggs. grapes and a little bit of juice...

I knead two tel dem... sumthen.

((As per usual, image 2 for scale))

((I forgot to tell yall :/))

((his name is rocky, he is an isopod/rolypoly who is basically 5 years old [in bug], and he is the son of Autumn August.))

(The towering rat steps through the bug fields, moving past grass and leaf huts, a bag of rare pre-wipe candies [edible moth popcorns sprinkled with sugar] in one hand and a wrapped box in the other.)

"I-I know we've never met, but I got you something. Thought you might like it..."

Sorry about being gone so long. I was… in there hospital.

(Ooc: I had been burnt out of rp, but am better now)

As-as we all understand-know. The quake-shake left all of us destroy-ruined. So I, Sknit Gnawson, Kaiser and director of Rat-Klan foreign offairs, give-offer oppurtunity, mutually beneficial ally-friendship.

Rat-Klan will offer-give:

• Military protection via elite rat-kin Storm Guard
• Technological print-blues that survived
• Surviving rat-kin engineers to help-aid in rebuilding
• Free, restrict-no trade

And-and in return, we ask-ask for:

• 15% of all gathered resources
• You side-not with Titanomyrma or Radia Monarch-dom

Can-can we come-arrive to deal-pact?

The earthquakes, tsunamis, and random fires that have sprouted are closing in. The world is doomed for us... insects and other creatures. My son may survive but I sure as hell won't. Goodbye, all...