08-25-2020, 03:58 PM
A male, weird-looking, made his way over, and mentioned the the fact that he would be eaten. Jormungand lifted a figurative brow. "Eaten? No, I'd very much prefer to not become someone's next meal." A small smile slipped onto his lips and he dipped his head in greeting to another female as she approached, her voice low and raspy. Obviously a lot of smoke in her lungs. Whatever. Jor frowned as she spoke and he sat down, scratching his ear with a raised paw, not really paying attention. "What?" He asked. Her words were confusing to (both) him (and his rper) and he didn't understand.
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