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Finding a Spot to Call Home



Dimosthenes

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (40)

Novice Navigator (20)

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
366
size
Small
build
Light
posts
66
player
Dikui

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Overachiever
08-04-2022, 04:01 PM
D i m o s t h e n e s


The other wolf was almost as short as Dime but stocky to his wiry frame and fluffy, with a much more exciting pelt -- all splattered with different patches of colors. Red, blonde, silver, black... Like a pup playing with dyes. He acted a bit like a pup, too, tail wagging before he even said hello, and only getting more excitable from there. Dime wasn't sure if he was flattered by the blatant joy or irritated, but he doubted the young man could calm down even if he tried. He had to smile indulgently back at him, though, despite himself. What was the harm in being happy at the little things? It might be a bit annoying, but he never had to see this guy again and probably wouldn't, even if he wanted to, so he could let himself be a little endeared in the moment. His own tail wagged involuntarily.

"Well, how are you doing? What's your name? Where're you from?" he asked, piling the questions onto each other like a tower. Was that too many questions? He didn't care. This guy was plenty annoying himself, so if he got annoyed at Dime, that would really be just too much. He wasn't bitter yet, so he stopped his thoughts right in their tracks before he could get that way, reminding himself that the wolf hadn't actually done anything wrong yet and he was just getting mad at his own imaginings. Which was quite stupid of a thing to do.

"Speech"