Aw man, a meeting NOW? Ashemdai was in the middle of a rather enjoyable arch-backed scat session and suddenly there HAD to be a meeting? With one final squeeze, Ashmedai gave up on his fruitful endeavor, scratching with his back feet to fling some grass over the pile before he made his way to the call.
AW MAN, his mom had beat him? This was just getting worse and worse. Where was Illume, anyway? A loose grin formed on Ash's maw as he walked towards his dad, "Is something cool happening?"" He'd ask more out of casual conversation than actual interest. A flash of orange caught his eye and the boy's head swung around, "Vana what is that?" he asked, icy eyes wide.
"Speech"
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
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