SICK BEATS — p, sylvina

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The evidence of him eating more than half the cake had been clear around his mouth as vanilla frosting stuck to his fur and he desperately tried to get it off by licking around his mouth adamantly. The sound of pawsteps reached his ears and he turned his head to see Sylvina, giving a small smile and nod of greeting towards the Pincher spawn. At this point he probably looked at those he were foaming from the mouth as he tried to reach his tongue to the parts that were covered all over in vanilla frosting. "Hey and sadly no," he moved his tongue again to try and get some of it off, successfully doing so but not all of it. His eyes went back to Sylvina and he cleared his throat. "I brought it from the trading hub. Trust me if I could make sweets, I would make tons of them for myself." Though his voice was slightly raspy, it didn't mask the tone that one would use as if they were daydreaming off into a fantasy land of their own creation. If he could purr he would at the thought and words, his eyes moving to look down at the last slice of cake. "Would you like it? It's vanilla." He would offer it to her, pushing the plate near her in offering.

While that was happening, the king cheetah would begin to try and get the rest of it off, succeeding moments later and completely cleaning his mouth fur of vanilla frosting. "Sorry, was trying to get it off for the longest." He apologized towards the minnow, a hint of humor in his tone so hopefully it wouldn't seem as weird. He sighed and curled his tail to his paws and looked out onto the ocean before looking back at Sylvina.

// sorry this is short!!