Thread:Hushuzu/@comment-34052734-20190102013532/@comment-34052734-20190102053312

Larkspur trod back and forth within the forested area. His pawsteps were heavy, but quick, kicking up loose dirt every time he took stride. He murmured what was on the top of his mind on this particular afternoon, pacing into the sunlight and out of it. His eyes were bloodshot. If any stranger were to appear, he would have snapped at them, or perhaps let them going, depending on if the challenge was unmatched. His upper lip twitched spasmodically, his snaggle tooth twinkling every time he stepped into the light.

“Soft, easy does it...” The tomcat told himself, going on to another phrase in a snarling manner. “Soft? Who the hell are you callin’ soft? You can kick anyone’s ass!” ''You need to calm down, you look like a maniac out here! What if someone finds you?'' He answered aloud to his brain, “I’ll kick their ass! They’d be walkin’ tail between their legs back where they came from.”

His tone receded, so did his pronounced accent. “Keep it cool, Larky. You’re a flower. A stalky, toxic flower.”