12-09-2018, 09:46 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 65%; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]People turned up to things happening fast enough for Jim to have .. questions .. That he was never going to have the answer to. Especially considering Jim had a habit of stumbling on stuff at the right time, too. ... Well. On the plus, it didn't seem foolproof.
The wolfdog regards the feline with some curiosity. They didn't get joiners terribly often, much less any that stuck around. .. Well, he was glad to see one, today. Assuming this was a joiner at all! Judging by the impatient, clear look on their face, they weren't feral, and they didn't have the scent of another group. ... They'd probably gotten bored and tried to seek somebody out. Well, Jim was here to end their impatient suffering.
"You probably shouldn't wander into the swamps on your own," Jim advises, maybe trying a little too hard to be dramatic and ominous as he approaches the white feline. He mourns for their fur. The canine huffs, softly. "Not too safe. Oh, but hey, I'm Jim, what're you doing here?" The canine tilts his head, shooting his most charming grin the feline's way. It hopefully counteracted the fact that he was covered in mud. God, did Jim hate having to wash it off every time he went into the swamps.
The wolfdog regards the feline with some curiosity. They didn't get joiners terribly often, much less any that stuck around. .. Well, he was glad to see one, today. Assuming this was a joiner at all! Judging by the impatient, clear look on their face, they weren't feral, and they didn't have the scent of another group. ... They'd probably gotten bored and tried to seek somebody out. Well, Jim was here to end their impatient suffering.
"You probably shouldn't wander into the swamps on your own," Jim advises, maybe trying a little too hard to be dramatic and ominous as he approaches the white feline. He mourns for their fur. The canine huffs, softly. "Not too safe. Oh, but hey, I'm Jim, what're you doing here?" The canine tilts his head, shooting his most charming grin the feline's way. It hopefully counteracted the fact that he was covered in mud. God, did Jim hate having to wash it off every time he went into the swamps.
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