stars above || sherbet: open || burning ice

[SHERBET]

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"It's harder in the summer when it gets really hot, cause it'll stick to everything unless I'm cool." Sherbet admitted, "I've never lived anywhere it got very hot, so I don't know how much I'd melt. I'm 85% sure I won't become a puddle, at least." Brushing some sand from his pelt, he hummed as he thought, "But, I can manage a kinda, almost solid form unless someone's body heat melts a little of my fur. When it's small amounts, it doesn't hurt, per se, but if someone clawed me or took a chunk, it would still hurt quite a bit. Small bits are just...an annoyance or like plucking a piece of hair or fur out. At least it does work like actual fur. So, that's a plus. I can somewhat relate to everyone else when it comes to fur problems." The tabby continued humming as he felt his pelt reform a bit where Drayden touched, mentally noting to groom later to rid himself sand and uneven patches of fur.

(/occ/ me: struggling trying to explain how sherbet's fur works in a realistic way alifgbaleigra)