ardent

Attack of Panic

Maeve!



Astralagus

Loner

age
1 Year
gender
Male
gems
66
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
10
player
Lyulf
08-15-2020, 03:57 PM



is this really necessary...

His all consuming thoughts of muck and goo left him deaf to the sound of falling pawsteps, his ears only perking when he heard his nickname being shrieked by a familiar voice. All too late he turned his head, just in time to get a face full of fur before the force of his sister sent him careening into the very swampy mess that he was doing his best to avoid. A scream of his own left his parted jaws as he felt the slime that rested on the surface of the water settle into his earthen coat. His fur stood on end the further he sank into the yuck, until he finally had enough sense to shoot back upwards and dance back upon solid ground. "Maaaeeeeveaaaaa!" The boy drew out her name, in much less happy tones than her own call had been. "Do you even know how much bacteria grows in swamp water?" He shouted, not even greeting his sibling with the affection that he should. It was hard, knowing just what was most likely sliding into his skin this very moment. Gus' whole body shook as he tried to fling off as much of the swamp water as he could, not daring to lick it off of himself in fear of what was actually there. He would need to find some fresh water, as quickly as possible would be nice.

With his face scrunching up in distaste, he finally fixed his sister with a warmer stare. Between her and Mara, he had had enough interaction with the gross parts of the world than he cared to admit. But, it was nice to see that she was here, and in one piece. A heavy sigh blew through his lips, standing there with his back arched and puffed up like an angry cat. He was happy to see her, just a lot... less happy to be most likely covered in bacteria. So gross. Wrinkling his nose, he forced out another puff of air before addressing Maeva in better terms. "Despite that... it is good to see you again. How have you been?" Astra's words were a little tense, body still stiff as he did his absolute best to avoid the thoughts that were running a mile a minute across his brain, and his desire to bathe, now.


Astralagus Adonis Adravendi