05-06-2019, 02:19 AM
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trying to hold the wind
trying to hold the wind
"Tack!" He chirps, his long tail giving a little cheerful wave. However, it quickly droops with the rest of him as soon as she continues her question. Home. "Bara en dal. Det var trevligt." Though somewhat distressed, he forces his ears to perk back up as he smiles at her. It was a sore topic, still fresh in his mind despite the time.
Her continuing was a relief. He hadn't suspected she could speak English, what with her not initially speaking it despite everyone around her doing so. His tail waves, and he smiles brightly once more. It'd be nice to be in close quarters with somebody for a while. "Yes! That'd be great! Tack!" The polar bear, swiftly recovering, beams at the feline. He doesn't seem to notice her anxiety -- he probably wouldn't understand it even if he did, however. There was something endearing about people still in the process of learning everything, in Moomin's own opinion.
elysium - polar bear - 2 years
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