fill an ocean with weaponry } the rosebloods

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[glow=#000,1,400]UNDERNEATH THIS BLACK, BLACK SKY — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Eddie was a little more used to wandering than he'd like to admit. Once he'd gotten older and more independent, he'd gotten more prone to walking around for some sort of interesting news. He may or may not have come off as a bit of a gossip, but that was hardly Eddie's problem. Though he'd admit, he wasn't sure why he'd signed up to be ambassador, because it was miserable. He's a little small to be working his way through so much mud, covered thick in mud up to his chin. He supposes he's had worse. They're all just lucky Eddie hadn't been the one to carry the gifts over.
Eddie resists a snort at Frightfur's (and what sort of name was that?) attempt at positivity. It wasn't a bad mindset. But the poor kid(eddie sometimes wondered if he really was a kid,) was filthy, and the sound his joints had made .. well, needless to say, it could be better. Hopefully their future visits were more tolerable, because even Venom, who'd been fairly ecstatic at getting out, had been absolutely silent in his head, mimicking Eddie's own discomfort. So, needless to say, Eddie is rather relieved when Frightfur decides they've come far enough. Telepathy was a little jarring, but Eddie could live with it. He'll probably pass out for as long as his bodymate allows once they get back, and then he'll hopefully be more ready when the next visit comes up. This being said, though, the filthy raccoon settles beside Frightfur, intently watching for when a Tangler would hopefully arrive.