Xiong crawls up almost instantly exuding slime and porring snot even as he settles onto the top of Red's head. The other two are a little less trusting, sharing a wary glance with each other. It's Tong that makes the decision for both of them; with a defeated slump and a shrug of non-existent shoulders, he bounds his way towards Red, signalling for Xing to follow. And finally, reluctantly, Xing does, accepting the olive branch that Red's offering him. Tong shifts over from one shoulder to the other to give Xing room. All three porrings settle onto Red in various states of despair, worry and grief.]
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Xiong crawls up almost instantly exuding slime and porring snot even as he settles onto the top of Red's head. The other two are a little less trusting, sharing a wary glance with each other. It's Tong that makes the decision for both of them; with a defeated slump and a shrug of non-existent shoulders, he bounds his way towards Red, signalling for Xing to follow. And finally, reluctantly, Xing does, accepting the olive branch that Red's offering him. Tong shifts over from one shoulder to the other to give Xing room. All three porrings settle onto Red in various states of despair, worry and grief.]