01-31-2019, 12:37 AM
[align=center]action — "speech" — thoughts
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It had been ages since the feline heard the familiar sound of Morgan's voice ring across the town, and impulsively his feet rushed across the chilly ground to approach the samoyed. He had not seen him in days, and he was becoming to grow worried, though maybe part of it was his fault. After all, it had been him checking in on Morgan over the past month, not the other way around. It just felt to Crow that he was starting to become a clingy nuisance so he had began to ignore his problems by staying away, but that was most likely his first mistake. He knew Morgan needed someone.
Being promoted was the last thing on his mind as he gazed up with worrisome eyes to the taller canine, his expression unusually soft. "H-hey, you should go get some more rest," he uttered, and as he looked Morgan up and down he realized how... bent out of shape he appeared. It was concerning. "You look awful..."
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