I'm too hot (hot damn)
12-14-2017, 08:28 PM
Chaos had only just made the shelter of the mines and stopped to catch his breath when something suddenly bounced off his side like a furry little bouncy ball. A furry little bouncy ball that immediately started swearing up a streak that impressed even a self-professed bad boy like Chaos. His lip twitched into a smile, and his brows rose and continued to climb as the stream of expletives continued unabated.
The smile vanished into indignation when the spitfire suddenly started flinging cold rainwater everywhere though. "Hey!" he protested angrily, but the smile returned in a decidedly malicious grin, and the much-larger male proceeded to return the favor with vigor, sprayed a much greater amount of rainwater around the entrance and reveling in the little bitch's affronted yelping. The look on her face made him break down into gales of laughter, til he couldn't breath. She looked like she couldn't decide whether to shake more water BACK at him, or murder him on the spot. Maybe the hesitation of shock had turned the tables from murder to laughter, because she sent more icy water his way. "Truce! Truce!" he wheezed between bouts of laughter, flopping onto his side and raising his forepaws in a futile attempt to ward off the spray.
The smile vanished into indignation when the spitfire suddenly started flinging cold rainwater everywhere though. "Hey!" he protested angrily, but the smile returned in a decidedly malicious grin, and the much-larger male proceeded to return the favor with vigor, sprayed a much greater amount of rainwater around the entrance and reveling in the little bitch's affronted yelping. The look on her face made him break down into gales of laughter, til he couldn't breath. She looked like she couldn't decide whether to shake more water BACK at him, or murder him on the spot. Maybe the hesitation of shock had turned the tables from murder to laughter, because she sent more icy water his way. "Truce! Truce!" he wheezed between bouts of laughter, flopping onto his side and raising his forepaws in a futile attempt to ward off the spray.
Unless otherwise mentioned as absent, assume that both Great Horned owl companions are nearby
Chaos speaks in a strong lisp, which I am usually too lazy to write