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At least well enough to be out here without Beesong or Cicadastar breathing down his throat. He wonders if that's what Wasp is really here for. To keep an eye on him. Make sure he's behaved. The thought's enough to make him chuckle to himself, looking over his shoulder back at the warm-toned tom. It doesn't mean all that much, and he casts it aside with a flick of his tail. Back to the topic at hand, then. "If you're lucky, there'll never be a reason for you to even know this, but– better know and be prepared, aye? It'll be good to check it, anyway. This sett's long abandoned, but we make sure'f that every now and then. Sometimes other beasts'll try to worm their way in."
Once they're here, he crouches. The scent is still stale, acrid stench nearly swallowed up by dirt and river water. It's in good condition otherwise, he thinks, seemingly solid enough built. "Looks like nothin' more than a hole in the ground, you'd think. But it goes further in than you'd expect."
- ooc: @RATTLING WASP.
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──── houndsnarl. trans male, he/him pronouns.
──── approximately 30 moons old, or 2.5 years.
──── bisexual with firm male preference; single.
──── a chocolate tabby with ( stylized ) low white and intense lime eyes. lean and lanky, with whiplike musculature and a long, quick stride. hound's notable features include his impressive height, the long scar across the left side of his face from nose to jaw, his very deep, dense fur, and the confident manner with which he conducts himself. - "speech"