06-25-2020, 01:45 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Roxanne Roux was well aware of how mangy Trevor was though she did her best not to gag whenever the coyote was around when she was trying to converse with Michael. It was disgusting to say the least and Roxie had suspected that the coyote had some type of parasites clinging to him from a while ago, the thought would make her short quietly as she walked around the beach with a new rank given to her just today. An officer. She was certain that was just a rank or so below Captain or Quartermaster, the thought itself was terrifying that she would probably become Captain one day and well, Roxanne didn't know how well she would probably fair with that. The thought playing in her mind as she bit her bottom lip subtly, her eyes staring down at the sand below her as a soft breath would leave her maw. It was funny thinking that the Rouxes would still reign over the Typhoon well, unless something happened to Roxanne that wouldn't allow her to be a leader though she heavily doubted it. With a slow nod, she would lift her gaze upwards and stopped in her tracks at the sound of a cry. A familiar one at that too. A frown pulling at her lips, the Officer would make her way over to see Michael rolling around in the sand and it was quite the odd sight to see. It was amusing in a way.
"What's wrong with you? Jesus," She would start with a snort of amusement and would tilt her head to the side. She couldn't see the current issue at hand currently and it would be rather unfortunate for her to learn the hard way especially after her recent promotion, her ears would perk forward with a subtle twitch. Her whiskers wriggled a bit before she would take a seat away from Michael deciding that she had a nice enough view of his shenanigans from where she was at the moment, a giggle threatening to erupt from her maw. He was acting so strange. It wasn't setting in her mind just yet that Michael might've gotten fleas from his future husband, surely, it would dawn on her soon enough. But would it be too late by then? [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
"What's wrong with you? Jesus," She would start with a snort of amusement and would tilt her head to the side. She couldn't see the current issue at hand currently and it would be rather unfortunate for her to learn the hard way especially after her recent promotion, her ears would perk forward with a subtle twitch. Her whiskers wriggled a bit before she would take a seat away from Michael deciding that she had a nice enough view of his shenanigans from where she was at the moment, a giggle threatening to erupt from her maw. He was acting so strange. It wasn't setting in her mind just yet that Michael might've gotten fleas from his future husband, surely, it would dawn on her soon enough. But would it be too late by then? [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]