Vontell Capala took a sip of his morning coffee before adding yet another section to his long-awaited book. He had been on a roll the past few days... or was it weeks? He had forgotten the flow of time, really, what with how massive the entry had become. Leaning back in his chair, he read the chapter he had just concluded, and gave a satisfactory nod.
His work as a whole was ready for review.
"Leo! Leo, my boy!" He called out excitedly, nearly jumping to his feet. "I believe it's time for you to work your magic! I only hope you..." His voice trailed off as he glanced around, realizing his good friend was nowhere to be found. "Leo? Ah, you must be in your study! Let us pay you a visit then, hm?" Smiling, the writer set off to bake his extraordinary editor a delicious snack for when he saw him next.
Leo's study was A wide circular room designed for the ease of a capybara on the go. The walls were interspersed with shelves of differing height, packed with books of every size and genre, and the floor was covered in luxurious carpet. Huge, comfortable steps were planted in front of the higher pieces to give Leo a little boost to his entire collection.
Surprisingly, the capybara was not reading when Vontell took a peek inside. In fact, Leo appeared to be quite preoccupied with nothing, which was uncharacteristic for the productive little guy. The sagely animal was sprawled out on his belly with open books strewn about. Such a thing was also very much unlike him. He was always so meticulous with the organization of his study.
The old capybara's expression had not changed from the usual, but Vontell could tell when his faithful companion was feeling under the weather. The writer cupped his chin with a brow furrowed in thought. "I see now. My most adorable confidant must have exhausted all his resources for inspiration, and is in need of more!"
He smiled, "Well then. This calls for the help of our mutual friends, doesn't it?" He slipped the extravagant tray of food gently within the chamber so as not to disturb the capybara in his time of reflection, and quietly departed.