no angst DON'T BAIL, IT'S ONLY A SNAIL \\ snails

[DogTeeth]

The sun is leaking down the horizon as the evening creeps in, the willows around them whispering as the patrol begins to disperse as to settle and enter camp but Dogteeth smells the tang of rotten wood, is drawn to the sweet musty scent. A strange interest in stripping crumbly wood already bitten by termites and softened with rain and decay. A few mushrooms were sprouted, and Dogteeth hums as he swats them off.

His claws unfurl, spears out of blonde toes and he hooks them on the outer strip of the bark. It groans with a hollow thud and falls easily under the weight of his forelimbs. He hardly weighed a thing but it fell in easily. He smiles, tiredly, eyes blinking slowly as the beetles speed away from the lowlight.

" ants " he peels the next layer and leans his shoulder against the meat of the wood so he can wiggle his toes along the edges. " uh…. huh " he pulls away and looks at his arm. Covered in curled little shells.

" hah! … I’m under attack " he purrs loud, peering with hooded eyes at the slimy creatures on his fur. Someone approaches, he swings around with his arm hanging out comically. " want a snail friend? " he laughs gently.

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⛦ OOC INFORMATION REFERENCE ⛦

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• — Dogteeth PINTEREST
  — twenty-eight moons
  — VOICE & ACCENT
  — warrior of Riverclan
  — gay | crushing on n/a
  — small curly-furred blonde and tan tom with blue eyes.
  — very gentle voice and laugh
  — deals a nasty bite
  BIOGRAPHY——— ✧
  
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[► Sneezefur.]

IF YOU ONLY LISTEN WITH YOUR EARS I CAN'T GET IN
sneezefur | 28 months | male | he/him | physically medium | mentally medium | attack in bold #50c878

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When sneezefur wanders the other toms way, he does not expect to be assaulted with a limb full of slimy shelled creatures, but that seems to be exactly what happens. Wide eyes blink prettily for a moment, before crooked muzzle twitches and they go cross-eyed in his attempt to look. He doesn't particularly mind insects - it' be silly of him to, living outside in a world where they utterly surround and outnumber him - but he's not sure he wants to be friends with them either. He takes a few steps back, gait awkward and crooked, before shaking his head with a faint grunt - a physical embodiment of the emphatic "No thanks!" running though his mind.

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[lichenstar]

Sneezefur wasn't the most emotive of the clan but what few sounds and gestures she had heard from him said plenty. It was enough warning to mind her to stay a small distance back, having no such desire as to be bombarded with slimy monsters. Just thinking about the sensation of the goo that they secreted made her want to leap out of her skin.

"Why are you digging around in a pile of bugs, Dogteeth?"

It was unsightly to start... and gross. Not unless he was planning on using them to bribe some fish for easy pickings. Even then, Lichentail wasn't sure she'd be willing to use her own paw as a snack holder for some scaly friends.​

 

[DogTeeth]

No thanks, Sneezefur says wordlessly. Dogteeth fake pouts to him and pulls his forelimb back to his chest to inspect them. Eyeballs on sticks looking at him blankly from all angles, yeah he had just as many thoughts behind his own eyes sometimes. Lichentail comes next, proposing a rather fair question with obvious adversion. The blonde blinks back up from his collection, with a soft smile as he thinks of an answer.

" I um " he pauses, introspection was hard for the whimsical minded. " thats a hard question to answer " he refocuses back on his collection of snails briefly. " the complicated answer is probably that I'm lonely and delusional... the short answer... I just do things - like intrusive thoughts that win " he chuckles to himself.

" Yeah I dont really have an answer... but I have snails!" he grins and bobs his arm before carefully flicking them off to the wood with gentle claws.

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⛦ OOC INFORMATION REFERENCE ⛦

• —
  
  
• — Dogteeth PINTEREST
  — twenty-eight moons
  — VOICE & ACCENT
  — warrior of Riverclan
  — gay | crushing on n/a
  — small curly-furred blonde and tan tom with blue eyes.
  — very gentle voice and laugh
  — deals a nasty bite
  BIOGRAPHY——— ✧
  
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[EMBERFLOWER]

Emberflower isn't the squeamish type, despite her proclivity toward gentleness. She's certainly not afraid of insects, though snails fall somewhere in between fish and insects to her -- she's not sure why, but it almost seems like you could eat a snail! They've got flesh almost like something squishy you could scoop out of the river.

Curious hazel eyes narrow as she inches closer to Dogteeth's forelimb. "Are they biting you, or just sticky?" A paw prods one. It doesn't budge. She giggles at the gelatinous wiggle of its body.

But Dogteeth's answer makes her sad. In a Clan full of cats, one shouldn't be made to feel alone. "Well, if you want less sticky company, the rest of us would surely suffice, right?" She purrs and throws a glance both Sneezefur's and Lichentail's direction.​

[ PENNED BY MARQUETTE ]​

 

[► Sneezefur.]

IF YOU ONLY LISTEN WITH YOUR EARS I CAN'T GET IN
sneezefur | 28 months | male | he/him | physically medium | mentally medium | attack in bold #50c878

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Dogteeth's answer is a bit depressing, but really sneezefur can relate. While many a scar upon his pelt were unavoidable and not of his doing, just as many were from the scrawny tom acting upon impulse and without any thought. He'd never ended up with a limb covered in snails certainly, but he had lost his - ah, babymakers. (He's not stupid - he's heard enough stories of the cutters to understand what had happened to him). Lost in thought for a moment it takes the warrior a second to realize Emberflower is trying to include him in the conversation. Pretty seafoam eyes blinks slowly, a touched look upon his face, and crooked muzzle flashes in a clumsy smile as his tail wags slightly not unlike a dogs. It's probably more awkward and off putting than anything, given his skeletal features, but it's the only way he knows to show his happiness. It'd be nice to have friends.

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[lichenstar]

Well that was a rather sad answer... Flicking an ear in as an awkward uncertainty filled her bones, Lichentail couldn't muster up any kind of reassuring reply. Emotions were so.... weird... and complicated... and no one really appreciated the point-blank replies she often gave. Fearing her mouth might say something that would hurt instead of help, she glanced between her other clan-mates looking for support on how to continue.

Thankfully, Emberflower showed up and offered her gentle suggestion that they were good enough company. "-YES! Exactly," she chimed in almost immediately to confirm the molly's sentiment. "Do you think we could convince an apprentice to eat one of those?"​