GIMME A GOOD SELF ESTEEM / joining

[mot]

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Mot wasn’t expecting the dog to fling mud at him but quickly recovered after it hit his face. It was true he didn’t mind it. But, the mud was a lot less pleasant when some of it managed to get into your mouth...

“Look like me? You mean utterly ‘andsome? Sorry, mate - wasn't true t’ begin with,” the feline said, absentmindedly circling his paw through what mud remained on the ground. He was aware Sushi was likely talking about the filthy states of their pelts but Mot was having so much fun. Why stop now?

His amusement in his eyes didn’t fade when a few others joined the party. It took all of Mot’s self-control not to send a splash of mud their way. Instead, he flashed Sushi with a mischievous grin. “Don’t count on anything.” Obviously, he was still messing around, but also couldn’t help wondering how serious Sushi was. How far would the shiba inu actually go to protect this seemingly insignificant secret from getting out?

SO DARK, SO DEEP —-- male / cornish rex cat / ten months / sunhaven member