[Hey what's Wolfwood up to?

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Why are there gunshots echoing through the Grove, what is he doing-

Why, it's target practice time, of course! Stone snakes or no, Wolfwood can feel himself becoming...a bit rusty, if that's possible, with his aim. The last time he even shot his Punisher it was 1) completely ineffective (because it was Suri) and 2) now it's broken. So!!

He has Livio's twin Fangs which are currently under his care until such time that he can get his Punisher repaired, which is currently happening off-screen thanks to some mutual CR eyelash batting at Sesa. The two don't like each other, but Sesa is a good guy and willing to help out even people who are assholes to him. Said Fangs are the object of his target practice today, with the subject being those little stone snakes in the grass. Sure, gunshots won't blow them up necessarily, but he's seeking to do a bit of damage.

If he happens to see someone out of the corner of his eye, he'll work his cigarette over to the other side of his mouth that he's smoking while he does this.]

Don't get too close. Don't wanna get caught in the crossfire.

[Wolfwood is awake...way earlier than he'd like to be, mostly because the ~visions~ have woken him up. He's not sure entirely what to make of them, but coming from an industrialized world with weird future tech means that it doesn't really bother him so much as he's just kindof like "huh" about it and moves on.

He's not sure what's gotten into him this morning, though, but he's hungry. So he decides he'll make breakfast, and though normally he'd just do so at home, he's feeling...nostalgic, and a bit somber. He woke up thinking about those times when he was still a kid back at the orphanage, and when a meal was made, everyone who was old enough to know how would pitch in to help.

That's why he'll be making breakfast at the Inn so that anyone present and awake at like 8AM can come enjoy it. It's kindof basic, your normal eggs and toast kind of deal, maybe pancakes if he's feeling fancy...but he's actually not bad at it, people might be surprised to notice as he flips eggs at the stove.

And if he notices you peeping, he'll ask without turning around, his tail flicking behind him:]

How you like yer eggs?