picking up babes
Username: Jun
Preference: blue texel doe, jacob (I swear this is what it is) buck, swaledale doe
Name: Waiter
Naming Story:
This Totoma's natural coat could have helped them become a great hunter - if the sand bar had afforded as much shadow and tree as the inner Swamp. Still, the tribe needed meat to make its meals with. So, instead of trying to blend in with their surroundings, the Totoma took a different tack: waiting. They could stay still for hours. Had such a lot of patience. Could wait like anything. And, eventually, when a mongoose, or a foxbun, or what have you, finally let down its guard and brushed past the long-immobile bulk - bam!
Their method of operation wasn't quite evident to their kith and kin, however, in its early stages.
"What are you doing?" some would say (startling away their targeted prey), "are you waiting?"
"What are you waiting for?"
"Still in wait?"
"You're still waiting?"
"Where's the waiter?"
"Waiter!"
It stuck, even as their methods started producing delicious results, and it wasn't long before cries of, "Where's that dang Waiter?!" started resounding through the Sand Bar.