ROAR, Fear the beast
04-22-2014, 05:49 PM
He hoped he was safe from the rage of the projectiles lobed at his face now that he was no longer under the shade of the tree and stood instead closer to where this strange female had stood. He was secretly impressed with the aim of the insane creature that had targeted him for its play, but not nearly enough to allow it a little more practice. The young girl that had woken him had spoken, but since he had been busy ducking and escaping he would only now answer her, offering first a sheepish smile in return to her words. ?I can say the feelings are mutual? he grinned, indicating that if 'friendship' equalled lobbing acorns at his head he would happily return the gesture to his 'friend' He was surprised however that the girl had come to his defence, chiming in that the actions where no longer funny, and he would hear the angry chittering in response, and wondered if it was the equivalent to squirrel swearwords. He would grin at the girl before him, his amusement mostly on the show he and the squirrel had probably given her. 'Roadkill' he thus decided to dub the insane creature, although hoping that he had seen the last of it. She would give her name now, and he thought upon the uniqueness of it, he hadn't heard a name like it before. She also admitted that she had been the one to wake him up. ?I'm glad, considering who I was unconsciously sharing a bed with? he laughed, shaking his head and trying to push Roadkill from his mind. ?I'm Crucifx, the resident Squirrel-whisper, or so our friend thinks. And. I know you don't know me, but want to go for a stroll? This place feels a little to crowded? he said, and his grin's where still free across his muzzle. He still felt the need for the lull of sleep, and his tiredness for the long hours of the night before, but clearly there would be no more getting rest, not for a while anyway "My sounds""My Soul" |
