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Tasks and task. Two similar words repeated by the strange creatures, but he could not decipher the meaning shared with the rest of the crowd. Was it a greeting? The little pale one seemed to be fond of repeating it several times. And why two versions? Was one more formal than the other? Which one was the formal one? Frustration bubbled as his jaw set, but he still found himself slinking forward, recoiling at the spray of sand from the golden one's tail.
Shaking out his dense coat, Nikolai glanced between the two pointed cats and the normal cat, rough tongue swiping over his nose behind the safety of his gas mask. His underused voice crackled through the filtered muzzle, "Привіт. Task." If 'task' happened to mean something else, he supposed he might as well drop dead right there from embarrassment. A feeling of hapless stupidity gripped his snout, forcing it shut before he uttered another syllable.
prompt please!
Shaking out his dense coat, Nikolai glanced between the two pointed cats and the normal cat, rough tongue swiping over his nose behind the safety of his gas mask. His underused voice crackled through the filtered muzzle, "Привіт. Task." If 'task' happened to mean something else, he supposed he might as well drop dead right there from embarrassment. A feeling of hapless stupidity gripped his snout, forcing it shut before he uttered another syllable.
prompt please!