Tis firm! ‘Tis firm as stone!

*Artisan* · 12-28-2020, 09:35 PM

Artisan felt good that at least he could be seen as that wonderful kind guy spreading the warning around about thieving raccoons. He'd sleep sounder knowing that the fuzzy rascal with the kick-ass hat would struggle to ever steal another precious trinket from a wolf's own pelt. The benefit of his companion here being blind as a bat was at least Artisan didn't need to keep any particular expression out of politeness - so he allowed himself to frown deeply as Armando stole his focus once more.

However, the beautiful lady with the sightless eyes had a particular quality to her that made her hard to ignore, and Artisan found himself forgetting the thief entirely as she accused him of being adorable. The colorful man looked exceedingly shocked - offended beyond belief, in fact - when he remembered again that his theatrics were for nothing. Fuck, this was going to take some getting used to. He took a moment to try and come up with a suitably witty retort to her praise when he remembered the goal and shook it off. "We can flirt later when I'm well and truly high." He decided, nodding although she couldn't see it. "I'm a much more cunning linguist under the influence." Artisan didn't know whether that was true or not, but it sounded accurate enough. Most days dedicated to illicit acts were ones he found difficult to remember the next.

"Alright Hazel, red mushroom white stem, white spots. I can do that." He couldn't begin to wonder why the number of dots possibly mattered, but perhaps that was where the psychedelics were held in the fungi and so he reminded himself to give the cap a good lick before handing it over to her, just in case. He began to circle the woods, peering around tree trunks and squinting under fallen logs. "So, how exactly do you find your fun-flowers when you find yourself lacking an incredibly handsome seeing-eye-wolf?" Small talk, he had to small talk to call her a friend and thus add her to his wrist-bead collection.

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