It was mid-afternoon as the Festival of Death came to a screeching halt. Flora had just arrived with her new fluffy kukuri, Feia, as well as a couple of her old favorites Lily and Kingston. The two she deemed the "king" and "queen" of her loaf were snuggling against each other, with a matching walking pace. She sighed softly, thinking they were the most adorable fluff muppets.
"Well we already missed a week! Let's see if there's anything exciting left..." Flora grimaced. It had taken a much longer time than she anticipated to groom all of her kukuri. Giving them baths was even worse. One in particular, Bishop, had a tendency to flip out at any sign of water. She hadn't any clue as to why. The double floofed kukuri needed high maintenance and Kingston was no exception to this. The boy was a practical drama queen when it came to the upkeep of his fur.
Now that they neared some crowds, she was beginning to notice the unrest settling over everyone and their kukuri. Some had their heads upt