Beorn, how does it feel like to be the last of your kind? BilboRoth

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*Beorn is fixing a broken down fence when BilboRoth taps him on the shoulder*

Beorn: *growls softly* what do you want?

BilboRoth: *places hands on hips* Don’t you growl me OR I WILL USE THIS HONEY TO WAX YOUR EYEBROW’S OFF!!!!!

Beorn: *rolls eyes*

BilboRoth: That’s better! So my question is how does it feel to be a skin changer? The last of your kind?

Beorn: Well, being a skin changer is difficult, for one I don’t have any friends….

BilboRoth: Why not?

Beorn: hmmmm let me think, ah yes well it could do with the fact……THAT I AM A BEAR! IF SOMEONE SAW A BEAR THAY WOULDN’T BE LIKE, “Oh hey well you have a very nice fur pattern. Do you want to be friends?” *-____-*

BilboRoth: Yeah I guess that could be a problem…..

Beorn: *shakes head* And being the last one of my kind, I might as well have ‘HANDBAG AND FLUFFY BOOTS,” written all over my back. BECAUSE EVRY TIME I GO OUT, HUNTERS ARE ALWAYS TRYING TO KILL ME FOR MY FUR *U_U*

BilboRoth: *supresses a laugh* somehow I can’t see you as fluffy boots …..

*suddenly the ghost of Boromir appears out of nowhere and tries to stab them both*

BilboRoth: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

Boromir: *curses* WHY WON’T YOU PEOPLE DIE? *cries as he walks away* I’M SO FREAKIN ALONE!!!!!

Beorn: O_O

BilboRoth: O_O

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