THERE IS NO DEER ☆ meeting 1/25

[METEOR]

The sparkledoggo’s blue eyes glazed over. So many words. He had a hard time paying attention when so many things zipped in his ears and poured out the other. He barely noticed his own name, called out for a… something. Whatever. Seemed unimportant.

His three tails flicked, and he shook his head, clearing his head and glancing around. Was Sorbet here…? He couldn’t see the maned wolf through the crowd, so, maybe. His yellow ears twitched as he heard Rhinestone continue on, and he quickly looked back to the serval, though his blue eyes glazed over once more. That is, until Rhinestonestar called his name for the second time.

“Oh. Yeah. I can do that.” His tongue seemed to flail; it’d stuck to the roof of his mouth during all this listening, and the fuzzy sensation of need water was so terribly distracting. “Yeah. Visit the Pitt for an invite, totally up my alley, I guess.” Might as well show off he could fly (if he could control his power long enough for the trip, that is) and visit the dangerous weirdos so nobody else needed to risk their neck.