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You know who doesn't gender you?
Trees
Trees are good friends
They don't care
About anything

Trees are real good
They're there if you need something to lean on
They're there to protect you from the rain and the sun
They've been there long before you were and they will be there long after
They've seen so much
And they say so little

Trees are good friends

jess, bringer of floof @catoutofbed

"Are you really getting nostalgic about trees at 4am again"
Yes
Yes I am
If you want to fight me about it you're going to have to take me to a forest to do it

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@catoutofbed ... take you to a forest?

uhh

can I bring my friends

we'll make a day out of hiking in the woods

and it will end with combat

@Elizafox
This sounds good, I'll grab my walking stick

You know what I really miss about forests?
The ground
Forests have soft ground
Heck
Even lawns out in the country are soft
You ever been to a public park
They're shit
The ground is all compacted and shit

@catoutofbed Why do forest grounds sound kinda hollow though??

What's down there??

@witchfynder_finder
Dead leaves
And long friends
And ground friends~

And like wayyyyy too many rocks

@catoutofbed next time I go home I should take a walk through the woods

@catoutofbed there is a forest preserve across from my old house that I used to go through all the time

@densetsunogomez
We can also just hike if you don't feel like it <3

@catoutofbed Im still gonna wear corpse paint and look for blighted secret shrines of ancient blasphemous power <3

@densetsunogomez
Oooh, that's always fun
I mostly just find old buckets and spent shotgun shells

Although I found a nice working pen once

And a melted beer bottle? Not sure how they managed that tbh

@catoutofbed a sure sign of the coming of the fimbulwinter and ragnarok not long after \m/

@densetsunogomez
Ragnarok's coming is fortold by melty beer bottles cast off from their long nights drinking