- Jul 23, 2022
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It’s a silly sight, I tell you. A most laughable scene of awkwardness that was this bumbling man on his paws as he writhes in his denial. He’s scooting, on his ribs- sideways like a crab subtly. Because, he’s close to Cicadastar but not close enough to have conversation at a normal tone of voice. It would be ridiculous to yell- ‘ hi, how’s it going’ when they are like- four cats away.
The normal thing to do? get up and walk toward them- initiate small talk. The Dogteeth thing to do, was to- apparently somehow appear already close enough to initiate such conversation without the awkward ’ why is he approaching me’ thing and somehow not being detected for such strange behavioral antics. He’s a sweetheart, mind you, but a fool at times. So he waits every thirty seconds- and scoots.
" hey!- I didn’t see you there " Dogteeth turns his head toward Cicadastar and beams as if he wasn’t side-eyeing and crab scooting toward the tall chimera like some sort of deranged loon. " it’s so pretty today huh? you should see the Pick-weed by the river-… wait, eh there’s a proper word for it… um " he tries to think of the word Pickerelweed, but nicknames had a way of watering down detail. " OH- and the dragonflies, oh- a swarm, I swear…" he adds with nervous ramble.
Dogteeth knew the moment that german accent fell from the leader’s tongue, he would be a mumbling mess again. It’s such an intimidating thing- beautiful, don’t get him wrong, but haunting, on unprepared ears. Like his voice alone, knew everything- and why everything was. " yeah… " he adds, and begs himself to shut up. 'you Dogteeth, a grown man. Talking, to the Riverclan leader. About flowers and dragonflies. ' he tells himself with a scolding internal pained laugh. ' that's not the sort of negativity I need' he tells that scolding voice of his own. @CICADASTAR
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