07-29-2019, 10:35 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Worm had had a similar problem with finding a sense of direction in the swamp when he had first arrived here just a couple of days ago, but rather than co tinuing to try and figure out his way around, he had just chosen to plop down and roar to gather the attention of those nearby. And from how this new person just looked, Wormwood was pretty sure that she was plenty capable of being loud enough to attract attention. In fact, she had, when her voice had caught his ears, causing him to pause in his exploration of the swamp. He had been looking around to map it all out, when he heard someone complaining about the very problem he was still having.
Slowly making his way through the undergrowth to Sam's side, the huge and brightly colored lion blinked slowly at Feza, as if he was struggling to take in what the hell she was. First the pink former medicine cat here, now... this? Why did she look like that? She looked like a birthday cake had vomited on her, and honestly he was surprised she hadn't been taken out by some larger predator tracking her when she was so obvious here. He guessed that the crocs here just weren't extremely smart, or she was somehow very very quiet, which he doubted.
Clearing his throat slowly, he shoved the many many questions he had to the back of his mind before speaking, his tail flicking lazily behind him as he tilted his head to one side, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I'm sure you have too. This place is a hell to navigate, trust me. It's even worse when you have a lot of fur... You're on a group's territory, you know. As hard as that is to believe..."[/glow]
Slowly making his way through the undergrowth to Sam's side, the huge and brightly colored lion blinked slowly at Feza, as if he was struggling to take in what the hell she was. First the pink former medicine cat here, now... this? Why did she look like that? She looked like a birthday cake had vomited on her, and honestly he was surprised she hadn't been taken out by some larger predator tracking her when she was so obvious here. He guessed that the crocs here just weren't extremely smart, or she was somehow very very quiet, which he doubted.
Clearing his throat slowly, he shoved the many many questions he had to the back of his mind before speaking, his tail flicking lazily behind him as he tilted his head to one side, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I'm sure you have too. This place is a hell to navigate, trust me. It's even worse when you have a lot of fur... You're on a group's territory, you know. As hard as that is to believe..."[/glow]
— Reggan