Aziraphale’s Shop
You pad through the woods. It was unusual for there to be an area with so many trees in the middle of the savannah, but still, you’d yet to come across what must’ve been a rather sizable lake if it was able to feed this large of an oasis. Sure enough, soon the sound of what could only be water lapping at the shore reached your perked ears. Eagerly, you sped up your pace, heading in the direction of the noise. Once you reach the shore however, you are shocked by the scene before you. A large male lion with a colorful mane and pale fur, littered with various markings, is humming to himself while leaning over one of many crates, one paw rummaging around inside. A few smaller items are hanging from the branches of trees that hung over the small section of the shore. He doesn’t seem to notice you, and so you clear your throat. His own ears perk when he hears you, quickly turning around in a manner that almost rendered him on the floor, having tripped over his own forepaws. Still, somehow, he managed to stay upright. ”Hello!” He greets you and offers a friendly smile. ”My name is Aziraphale, and these are my wares. Feel free to take a look around. I try to keep the prices reasonable, but if you want to negotiate, feel free to speak with me in private (PRIVATE DM).”
