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SMOGBREATH
Guest
Within the shadow of the reeds a figure wakes up. Amber eyes gleaming as he allows his maw to part in a yawn. Today has been slow for him, not that he doesn't mind it but he normally does this or that for the clan. His eyes close for a moment just to relish he slow stretch that comes with the movements of his body. Shaking himself a soft pink tongue slides from his jaws to run across exposed gums and teeth. Just to moisten them a bit, the feeling of dry and cracked gums is not one he wants to relive so he takes extra care of it as best he can. Dark chocolate figure finally slips from the shade and he starts to make his way to the fresh kill pile. Here he sniffs at the fish there, maw pushing against a rather large cod before he finds a small snapper. It's a small meal just got himself considering he doesn't intend to share right now.
He gets much too nervous when around company for too long. Something he apologizes for when he can. Gripping his fish by the tail he begins to make his small journey back to his secluded spot only to pause for a second and glance over his shoulder. Ears prick up and the sounds of cats chatting and talking affirm his safety. He is okay. There he steps forth and settles down to eat at his small meal as he watches the others around camp.
He gets much too nervous when around company for too long. Something he apologizes for when he can. Gripping his fish by the tail he begins to make his small journey back to his secluded spot only to pause for a second and glance over his shoulder. Ears prick up and the sounds of cats chatting and talking affirm his safety. He is okay. There he steps forth and settles down to eat at his small meal as he watches the others around camp.