Blood drool

*Acadia* · 09-15-2014, 12:17 PM

The first reaction she earned from the strange wolf was a growl, a warning that made her take a quick step back. She wasn't trying to scare him, though that could have been fun too, she was just curious as to what was making him laugh. She really couldn't see what was so humorous. However, he settled almost immediately, and his alabaster banner started to wave back and forth. She herself offered a small, lopsided grin and a wag of her own double dipped banner. He let another bark of laughter, and she wondered if maybe he was thinking about something that was funny. Or, much worse, there was something on her face that he was laughing at now. Shock of all shocks, the male's ears pinned back against his skull and allowed a rat to scrabble up to stand on his head. Mismatched audits lowered, and her head jerked back in surprise as she rat reared back on her hind paws. What. Now, tiara would tilt to one side quizzically. Uh, okay? Rats could be friends, she guessed.
However, when the rat began to speak, her acidic pools widened. She didn't know rats could talk, this was news to her. Good news, though. That meant more creatures could be friends, right? The real news, should have been that the ivory man was slightly crazy. However, she was completely okay with sort of crazy. Didn't matter to her, as long as she didn't get hurt or something. "Well that's okay, sometimes I think my reflection is funny too, when I have stuff on my face or I make weird faces in the water." She replied coolly, shrugging her narrow shoulders nonchalantly. She could be crazy too, for all she knew. She'd made friends with a ghost once, so really, it wasn't up to her to judge. The male let his maw fall open, pausing for a moment to hop up and down excitedly for a moment. He announced that she was a very strange collection of colours, and she giggled, nodding in agreement. She was well aware of this, had been since birth. "I get that a lot, and it's not exactly a lie." She chuckled, triple hued banner waggling at her hocks.
"I'm Acadia, but everyone just calls me Ace." She added, lifting her rust toned paw in a small wave. It was always polite to introduce yourself to others, whether they were sane or otherwise. "What are your guys' names?" Came her next query, one brow lifting again as she regarded the curious pair with toxic green eyes.

"Speech"

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