10-06-2018, 02:09 PM
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Myah approached carefully, examining the whiskey and assortment of alcohol that Dagon had placed in the middle of camp. She flicked her right ear, her dark brown eyes narrowing carefully. She had never tried alcohol. She didn't much see the appeal, but she approached nonetheless and tentatively tried some.
It stung. The rex tossed it away from her, hissing and spitting onto the ground. Why would anyone like this stuff? She shook her head, her curly fur bobbing and her tail-fur fluffed out, claws unsheathed. She looked as if she were about to enter a battle.
After realizing how foolish she looked and how much of an overreaction that had been, she slowly regained composure, sighing.
She shook her head, and stuck her tongue out, moving her paws in a way that could only indicate 'that tastes bad'.
Myah approached carefully, examining the whiskey and assortment of alcohol that Dagon had placed in the middle of camp. She flicked her right ear, her dark brown eyes narrowing carefully. She had never tried alcohol. She didn't much see the appeal, but she approached nonetheless and tentatively tried some.
It stung. The rex tossed it away from her, hissing and spitting onto the ground. Why would anyone like this stuff? She shook her head, her curly fur bobbing and her tail-fur fluffed out, claws unsheathed. She looked as if she were about to enter a battle.
After realizing how foolish she looked and how much of an overreaction that had been, she slowly regained composure, sighing.
She shook her head, and stuck her tongue out, moving her paws in a way that could only indicate 'that tastes bad'.
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