10/14/2025, 3:30 PM
It's with growing amusement hardly contained between quiet giggles he watched his companion scarf down the strand of sand-coated seaweed. He tried not to laugh, as it wasn't himself to take pleasure in the discomfort of others...but he couldn't help himself. Not when Richter began to hack it back up like a cat relieving itself from a hairball.
When they're beside one another again, that peculiar feeling of loneliness fades. The sad is washed away with the tide, replaced by the warmth of a friend. He hummed softly as he reached out to pick a piece of mangled seaweed from the man's neck fur, before he bumps his shoulder against Richter's forelimb and began his dance back toward the shallows.
By the stars—I told you it wouldn't taste good!He wheezed between laughter. Perhaps his companion was a little too...eager. A tad too curious. Roa would keep an eye on him, in case he decided to scarf down anything else that would harm far worse than the slimy taste of the sea.
When they're beside one another again, that peculiar feeling of loneliness fades. The sad is washed away with the tide, replaced by the warmth of a friend. He hummed softly as he reached out to pick a piece of mangled seaweed from the man's neck fur, before he bumps his shoulder against Richter's forelimb and began his dance back toward the shallows.
I think so,He murmured. Truthfully, he couldn't quite remember. He knew he grew up on the coast side...so he must have some experience, right? He's hoping it's a skill that will reveal itself in time, as he stepped into the warmth of the sea to track the little silver fish that dance between his feet.
I have a feeling that I wouldn't be the worst at it. Would you like to try?He smiled at the man from over his shoulder, his damp tail swaying with invitation.
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