Meow.
(And his owner, where he's mentioned.)
Bulwark, the fattest cattest, has been at Oskwell's side for a couple months now. The girtheous feline was found hanging around a few coeurls, attempting to feed off what little was left on the carcasses they fed on. Naturally, for a true fat cat, this was not nearly enough to sate his hunger, so when some big two-legged animal comes along dangling a freshly-slaughtered marmot, he didn't hesitate to call the man his brand new pack leader.
The cat's got an appetite somewhere between vacuum and black hole. He's been known to clean out entire pantries in minutes, and eat many times his weight in dead marmots. Being a cat, he doesn't really discriminate. He tries to eat Oskwell constantly, and isn't afraid to try and snack on any prying fingers that try petting him. Normally this would amount to a horrible pet, but Bulwark's so round and out-of-shape that this just amounts to a cute nibbling on any nearby digits.
(And his owner, where he's mentioned.)
Bulwark, the fattest cattest, has been at Oskwell's side for a couple months now. The girtheous feline was found hanging around a few coeurls, attempting to feed off what little was left on the carcasses they fed on. Naturally, for a true fat cat, this was not nearly enough to sate his hunger, so when some big two-legged animal comes along dangling a freshly-slaughtered marmot, he didn't hesitate to call the man his brand new pack leader.
The cat's got an appetite somewhere between vacuum and black hole. He's been known to clean out entire pantries in minutes, and eat many times his weight in dead marmots. Being a cat, he doesn't really discriminate. He tries to eat Oskwell constantly, and isn't afraid to try and snack on any prying fingers that try petting him. Normally this would amount to a horrible pet, but Bulwark's so round and out-of-shape that this just amounts to a cute nibbling on any nearby digits.
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