It’s a normal day in the DOORS Tribe.

Not much is going on yet… it’s only a matter of time until Clamble suddenly feels odd.

Otherwise, nothing is happening.

Furcorn: “Guys, are we real?”

Quibble: “Furcorn what.”

Out of the ordinary, I mean.

Nevermind Furcorn and Quibble’s current conversation. Nothing’s going on in the DOORS Tribe and it’s finally a normal day.