But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I'm the only one

Mojito · Updated 04/30/23:

The scent of another was what reached him first. A pack scent he was vaugely familiar with. He'd not had much to do with the majority of the hostilities between the pirates and Armada so he had little reason to recognize the former pirates newer pack smell, he just knew it as one he'd caught around here and there. Mojito suppressed a sigh and kept an ear perked, or well lifted slightly, but kept on his work. He'd managed to find a small patch where some Lamb's Ear was growing and he was gonna get his paws on it!

It wasn't until a voice reached him that Mojito finally gave his company further attention. He frowned as he mulled over the words. Had whoever was speaking up been randomly threatened before? Mojito was no stranger to assholes, he could think of one who seemed the type but it wasn't like the majority of the company he kept was nice. Still usually they were at least able to be reasoned with, even if he thought most of his extended family's reasoning to be shakey at best. Mojito looked over his shoulder, then the other, then he spun fully around, trying to peer through the thick tall grasses.

"I wasn't planning on it..." He finally responded, slowly pushing his way towards where he thought the voice had come from, well aware if this was a trap he was falling for it. "Not sure why anyone would assu-" But he didn't get to finish that thought, pushing several stalks of grass out of the way he finally could put a face to the voice and her warrines made immediate sense to him. First of all she was tiny. Mojito was not big, not by most standards even taking out the land of giants he'd been born into; and yet somehow she was smaller. But that wasn't what got his attention. No rather it was the things about her that he'd seen in his kids, in his siblings, his father... Himself. "Or... I guess I can understand your caution." For a moment he considered the possibility that shortly after disappearing his parents had had yet more children but she didn't fit the look, and she seemed a little to close to his own age for the time line to match up. But the thought did cross his mind, as he stood there, eyes wide more in shock and recognition than anything else.

It made sense, Mojito had never known the world to be one that looked at wolves like him, like her, like them and leave them in peace. The curse of being a wolf-dog was that nearly everyone seemed threatened by what their existence implied and then they lashed out about it. So yeah maybe he did understand her caution. Better than he could know now but they could burn that bridge when they got to it.

”Speech” ’Thought’

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But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I'm the only one

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