Food Run [open]

[rita]

Rita didn't really have much of a routine for anything in her life. The usual didn't exists in her world and so she had no real problem in find something new to do everyday.
However, given her new surroundings, she was having just a little bit of trouble getting down her meal time.

Just like the old days. she thought, nosing the ground for some scent of food. Before she was found by her own, before she got a home, and before she knew that humans were capable of being loving caring creatures. A pit in her stomach reminded her of how much she missed being warm and loved, and the growl signaled that she needed something to eat.

Now, preferably. So she continued sniffing the ground and stepped along the ground before finding a trash can that held a somewhat suitable scent to it and knocked it over with a loud crashing sound.

"Better than nothing."

[Zummi Gummi]

The poor old gummi was badly confused. Zummi’s experiment with a teleportation spell had backfired on him somehow. He must have gotten the words mixed up -- again, he thought with a sigh. He certainly hadn't intended to come here; he had only want to reavel from his room to the main hall of the dwelling that he and the other Glen Gummis were presently sharing with the Barbic Gummis.

He wasn’t quite sure where here was, but it was dirty, noisy, and crowded. He had run into alley to hide for now, and figure out how out a way to get home. The others would be so worried about him!

The sound of something crashing to the ground caused him to jump and took at least several years off his life. “Who’s there?” He nervously shouted, turning in the direction the racket had come from.