[ His hands open, fingers spread, as he finally decides to think up some on the spot. ]
Leave me enough clothes so it isn’t that obvious a walk of shame home.
[ Flamebringer jerks his thumb over his shoulder, indicating the trek back to the Meridian side of things. Should he get into positions? His face winces - like he smelled something foul - and it is only because he doesn’t find much interest in that. Things should go by mood, anyway.
His tail swishes side-to-side. ]
That’s about it.
[ He leans in: ] So, biting is approved, too. [ And he snorts out a laugh. ]
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[ His hands open, fingers spread, as he finally decides to think up some on the spot. ]
Leave me enough clothes so it isn’t that obvious a walk of shame home.
[ Flamebringer jerks his thumb over his shoulder, indicating the trek back to the Meridian side of things. Should he get into positions? His face winces - like he smelled something foul - and it is only because he doesn’t find much interest in that. Things should go by mood, anyway.
His tail swishes side-to-side. ]
That’s about it.
[ He leans in: ] So, biting is approved, too. [ And he snorts out a laugh. ]