Private Roleplay I'm Mr. Loverman,

Hey….why did the sky look like that?

Yoshiro didn't know if it was a result of the sweltering heat making him see weird things, or if there were actual bubbles forming within the sky. Whatever the case was, the smell of rain was heavy, and it's showers endless. It felt as though there was never a break between rainfalls all this week. At least from where he'd been.

The noble treded through grassland that soiled his paws as he walked. The ground beneath him had become soft and muddy from the constant rain, and it was not pleseant to walk in at all…..an exasperated sigh released from his lips. He was trying to hold on. To find a purpose someplace else instead of giving up on everything — but this was just getting depressing.

Depressed? No, that wasn't the word for it. He was just pissed off.

"Oh, damn it all!", he excalimed, tail bristling as he shook mud out his paws. Or was it shit that he stepped in? Or did he just smell like shit? Yoshi didn't know anymore. He was tired, dirty, and overstimulated. "これ以上泥の中を歩かされたら、マジでブチ切れるぞ！"

He didn't actually lose his shit, though. He just stood there silently for a minute, huffing and puffing, before walking towards the nearest rock and sitting down helplessly…