All Look, No Touch
02-22-2021, 09:26 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-22-2021, 09:27 PM by Sparrow.)
Sparrow was trying to count the trees as she walked around. How many made a sparse or a woods or a forest? What could possibly be the distinction between them? Well there was certainly no shortage of snow and stuff. Sparrow was more and more sure she didn't love the north. Not that she wasn't large and warm with her coat and all, but her companions would never be happy here and neither would her lil paw beans. A woman called out to her cooly from the edge of the borders. Sparrow offered her a full on flop onto her rump and scratch her ear- see not threatening at all. "Yeah, uh, I'm kinda lost, but I heard there was a big sea ship up this way, but it seems there's... this pack in the way. What pack is this anyway? You the alpha?" Sparrow made a nice show of really hitting the spot of her scritches, tongue lolling out for a few seconds. When she was done she stood and shook her pelt out, fluffing it against the cold and shivering a little for emphasis. |
Sparrow has a female Harlequin Macaw named Pongolo and a male Capuchin monkey named Friar, and a hairless mushroom tuxedo cat named Beef Sandwich. She also has cat claws... and some weird leg spike things.