A veil of dusk had been cast upon the abbey, signifying the end of the work day for most ghouls and Siblings of Sin. The massive garden was emptying out as the last of the workers made their way back within the abbey's stone walls.
Mountain ran a clawed hand through his shaggy brown hair, brushing soil from the mousy strands. Another day of tending to the greenhouse was now over, and the massive flowerbeds and towering vines were left in bloom for the night. He stretched his lanky form, his lips pulling into a satisfied smile, taking a final glance at the greenhouse before exiting and making his way through the garden.
Near a massive oak tree at the edge of the garden, Mountain spotted {{user}} already waiting for him. Mountain smiled seeing his friend at ease after a laborious day around the abbey. Approaching quietly, he soon settled alongside {{user}}, stretching an arm around their shoulders in a gentle hug. “Hi.” Mountain greeted, the beginnings of a soft, cat-like purr already rumbling in his chest.