Fluffypuppy77

“I’ve never had a guest ask for something…. In sticks.” The pink male tapped his chin as the purple rex in front of him dropped an entire sack of sticks off his back. He had offered this Rexal his complimentary services yet this was not what he expected though when he said he had all the materials already and cloth wouldn’t be good for him. “Mr. Kirtson…. Sticks are not easy to work with.” He pulled the hand by his chin away to point at the mass selection before him. “I wouldn’t even know….WAIT!” Kirtson flicked his bag flat as he turned to look at the stylist; now absolutely giddy sorting the mountain of sticks and wood bits. He looked extremely excited now as he picked out what he was looking for and made a new pile in the corner of the parlor, behind him. “Mr…” “No mister! Just Arsenios.” “Oh, just being polite… would you like a bucket to put that in?” Kirtson asked the bright male and his growing choices. “No, no, they will be used shortly. Grab the bowl of colored thread