AlbinoFrost
BlueLemons best friend
Buzzard's home is an eclectic mixture of creatu, and while there are a few standouts the troublemakers of the house are AlbinoFrost and BlueLemons easily. While Lemons was a pseudo parent for her egg, they are equals and the closest of friends. Spending time lounging, badgering Buzzard and pulling their usual childish mischief of hiding things and refusing to help find them.
On this particular day, Buzzard was leaving to dump her bins at Trash Isthmus, and mistakenly left her door ajar. The two busted out, and made a break for one of the many forestlands covering Relcore. They chased eachother back and forth, across ponds, streams, quarries and finally came to a screeching halt below the snowy peaks. They'd been so wrapped up in chasing one another, they'd lost sight of their home hours ago. They sat and contemplated together what exactly they should do. After finding and burglarizing an empty camp for food, they curled together in one of the long abandoned tents. With tails intertwined, they rested their heads, side by side and fell asleep for the night. As dawn broke once more, AlbinoFrost lifted her head and saw Lemons already preparing to head out back home. She pounced on Lemons and rolled her on the ground. Then BlueLemons wrapped her tail around Frost's neck and flung her off, sprinting off into the foliage.
Not to be outdone, AlbinoFrost flexed her muscles and lept with explosive fervor back into the brush. Where she then collided with Lemons, standing there just on the other side of the bushes. Dizzy and disoriented, Frost opened her eyes again to see a less than pleased Buzzard tapping her foot and glaring at the two of them with a look that could kill. "You two had me worried sick! Why must you both run off as soon as my back is turned? I will be keeping a close eye on both of you deliquents, do you understand me?" She scolded. The two scrambled Aheas looked at each other, then back to Buzzard where they nodded in tandem.
As much fun as they can have in the wilds, they both came to realize that at home with their owner is where they are meant to be. They can only last so long clinging to her, as Buzzard quietly contemplates to herself supplying these two clingy brats with another egg.
