Micante
04-19-2017, 12:32 PM
The mottled male stared at the glowing mushroom, poking his nose closer to it. Cedar bit down sharply on his tail, making him yelp and pull back. What was that for!? The stern look of his companion told him everything, he was worried that the fungus was poisonous. Sighing, he plopped his rump down at a respectable distance. Fine, he would just look. But a curiosity burned in him, he wanted to know what it did. Plus how amazing would it be to line his garden with glowing mushrooms? What made them glow? There were so many questions that filtered through his mind, ones that he would have no way of answering unless he actually grabbed one. Peeking over at the black backed jackal, he wondered if he would be okay if he cut it off with his claw? He could find a large leaf outside somewhere and wrap it up. It was too grand of a plant to pass up, he wanted the chance to study it more. Before Ollie could ask though, he heard the clicking of nails on the hard stone, turning around to see a fiery man walking into the cavern. Blinking his teal eyes, he inspected the strangers twisting eye markings. They were a looker for sure, if Oleander was interested in men. Realizing he was staring, he cleared his throat and rose to his paws. "Nos paenitet, sorry. I didn't mean to stare," he said sheepishly, dipping his head in a way of greeting. "Salvete, greetings!" His tail flickered behind him as he fell silent, ears swiveling when he asked if he knew what this place was. "I have heard whispers of this locus, this place. They called it Glowshroom Cavern, for good reasons as well." He explained, looking over to Cedar who was silent thus far. Turning back to the stranger, a hesitant smile spread across his lips. "My name is Oleander, and this is Cedar," he explained, inclining his head towards his brother. A look of excitement cross his features as he peeked at the mushrooms, and then back to the flame coated one. "Do you know anything of these fungos, mushrooms? Cedar is worried that they are venenata, poisonous, but I would love to study them." If this stranger knew that they were safe, then he would have the go ahead to harvest a few. They would be a lovely addition to his gardens. "SPEAK" -- "CEDAR SPEAKS" |
Oleander speaks Latin, but is fluent in English. Cedar is a black backed jackal and is always with Ollie unless otherwise stated.
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