These two might actually be in love. The tribe doesn't know how to handle this because they all wanted bearyena boi.
That, or he loves his children and actually wants to care for them. Problem is, he can't. All the females trapped him in a corner.
Found somebody and invited them. They tell Satre that they are gay. Satre is now very uncomfortable because the others haven't met newcomer yet.
Help. Satre is being hit on-
And the tribe went from 59 to 66 in one night. I have a problem with breeding. Considering getting a counselor so that I stop stressing out these poor nichelings--
Need to wait for quarantine to be done so I can convince science teacher to get ze niche for class--
The principal already agreed because he's biased uwu
Jest is currently losing his mind at the bottom of the cliff,
Everest is in cave,
Board is dead,
Forest Nicheling is...…. busy,
Penelope is busy being dead,
Any other questions?
I yawn and get up. I look around and figure that the dream is pretty accurate. "Hm... Forced down the rabbit hole? Yeah, seems right."
I get up, stretch my legs, then just walk around aimlessly.
(Seeya, have a nice night! Or day, if you're there.)
Try to ignore wound for now. Touching it might start an infection. "Only interesting thing down here..." He mumbled.
Look around and see what there is to do.