Swish Swish
08-03-2019, 10:41 PM
Armando was greedily stuffing his jar full of bugs when a odd feeling, call it spidey sense if you like, goaded him to look up. He did just in time to see a wolf pup launch herself at him. He squealed, his fireflies escaping his paws as he skittered after the net's handle, and fell over backwards. Quickly he brought the net up and began to flail it wildly at the approaching pup.
Just in the nick of time a grown wolf snatched the pup out of the air, booted her away with a scolding and quickly apologized for his daughter's actions. In an instant he too was gone and Armando was left laying on his back with his net clutched in front of his chest like a crucifix and eyes as round as saucers.
After a beat he lifted his head and looked after the wolves to make sure the pup was really gone. When a firefly buzzed by him he slowly -tentatively - reached out to catch it.
Still somewhat in fear for his life he then jumped up and skittered off as fast as his little legs could carry him.
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Just in the nick of time a grown wolf snatched the pup out of the air, booted her away with a scolding and quickly apologized for his daughter's actions. In an instant he too was gone and Armando was left laying on his back with his net clutched in front of his chest like a crucifix and eyes as round as saucers.
After a beat he lifted his head and looked after the wolves to make sure the pup was really gone. When a firefly buzzed by him he slowly -tentatively - reached out to catch it.
Still somewhat in fear for his life he then jumped up and skittered off as fast as his little legs could carry him.
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Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.