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Ashen Wolf
Howling at the Moon
- Joined
- Nov 17, 2021
"Something tells me they've cooled off already," Sable replied smoothly over his shoulder, entirely unbothered by Meg's invective tone. Something told him that 'until further notice' would be arriving far sooner than expected because of someone's loose lips, but for now, he would lord his insider knowledge over Meg. He knew very well that Atlesians hated when you did that, which meant he loved to do it.
Sable felt something small push against his skin once, twice, and several more times in succession. He didn't need to look to check who it was.
Stop poking me," Sable ordered.
Lilac did not stop poking him.
Sable carried on.
"Wow! A nest in a hidden tunnel, you say?" As interesting as that tidbit of information sounded, Sable decided that sounded a lot more like someone else's problem. He'd done more than his due diligence as part of the general public; now it was time to let underpaid professionals handle the rest.
"Well, that's cool," Sable added with the same enthusiasm as someone saying 'whatever'. "Anyway..."
Sable's pants followed the rest of his clothes, being hung this time over Lilac's head. Clad in only his underwear, the handsome faunus struck a very striking figure, like his grungy or school-branded fashion. There was not dwelling on it, or even the sizeable bulge in his pants, since he promptly used this opportunity to get a well-deserved rest. If social outings proved to be so taxing in the future, then maybe it would be best to study next time!
Sable felt something small push against his skin once, twice, and several more times in succession. He didn't need to look to check who it was.
Stop poking me," Sable ordered.
Lilac did not stop poking him.
Sable carried on.
"Wow! A nest in a hidden tunnel, you say?" As interesting as that tidbit of information sounded, Sable decided that sounded a lot more like someone else's problem. He'd done more than his due diligence as part of the general public; now it was time to let underpaid professionals handle the rest.
"Well, that's cool," Sable added with the same enthusiasm as someone saying 'whatever'. "Anyway..."
Sable's pants followed the rest of his clothes, being hung this time over Lilac's head. Clad in only his underwear, the handsome faunus struck a very striking figure, like his grungy or school-branded fashion. There was not dwelling on it, or even the sizeable bulge in his pants, since he promptly used this opportunity to get a well-deserved rest. If social outings proved to be so taxing in the future, then maybe it would be best to study next time!