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06-05-2014, 01:14 AM
Coat shimmering brilliantly under the sun after his third bath, brush and preen, he shook his legs of excess water, spraying the grass with droplets. He was clean, and he wanted to be extra careful not to dirty himself... for the fourth time, well if you could call his definition of dirty actually DIRTY. He stretched his back legs, he had a slight cramp, probably from lack of physical activity. Minding himself he heard a voice echoed through the area. His ears perked forward, his nostrils flaring as he peered around trees but could not see anything. He looked around, maybe there was someone else who could tend to that? Of course there was no one else. He sighed and rolled his eyes as he began to weave his way amongst the trees. A large figure presented itself in the distance, trotting around in an odd fashion. His ears lay against his head as he approached shyly. A large, brown male with two pointy knives upon his head and a bag wrapped and clipped around his flank. He personally had never seen him before, or he had and didn't take note of it. "You're being loud you know" he raised his voice a little, still keeping a distance. The male looked.... 'grungy ', Fraub scrunched his face as he eyed the brute up and down. He felt a little intimidated standing there, in his spot all awkward like. He shifted uncomfortably. Well... if he didn't really want anything then he might as well just leave. Fraub was prepared to not even let the male answer and just be on his way, pretending he didn't even see him. If his inner emotions were physically present he'd definitely be sweating. words 288 tags @[Oxy] ooc He likes to be a little bitch that can dish it out but can't take it. hehe |
