It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
He saw the other frown and almost couldn’t help, but feel sorry for the wolf man. “There are a lot of beings here that the humans wouldn’t find normal to them.” He learned that the hard way awhile ago.
“How I exist here is for another time, too.” He waved his hand to the side and looked to his lost bag of supplies that was buried under the rubble. At least a good half of it wasnt. “Well at least it wasn’t a total lost…”
“Here, lemme help you with that.” Chip headed on over to where the avalanche of scrap had taken place and started shifting heavy hunks of rusted car pieces to unearth the gargoyle’s bag of parts. Such a feat would be tough for a lesser man, but with his strong muscles and great body strength it was a breeze for the wolf.
The gargoyle appreciated the help and went to assist chip in this too since he was also very strong despite his more slender, but muscular size if it were to be compared to the wolf. Pretty soon his bag of parts could be seen and he immediately picked it up. “Thanks for the help chip. I appreciate it.”
Then another question popped into his mind. “If it’s not too much to ask, what were you doing here?”
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