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artisan
10-25-2021, 05:57 PM
For a second Armando's mind stuttered to a halt as he stared up at the fireflies. Then footsteps below unfroze him. One of fireflies in front of his face began to blink faster and brighter as though directing his enemy to him and without thinking Armando clapped his paws around it. Too late. The infernal dog knew he was there. Raccoon, again? His annoyance overrode his fear. He popped up out of the snow, the firefly still cupped in his paws. "I'm not a raccoon you idiot!" Both paws, still cupped but the bug forgotten, gestured emphatically at Artisan. "Perhaps if you knew that you'd have more jewelry!"
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.