Everest
One day, instead of bat-sized dildo rods and the bones of his dead aunt, maybe Mateo will get a way for them to communicate. Until then, it's yips and barks, tail wags, and grunts.
Dropping his pack, Everest gives his tail a half wag as he lowers his nose. Sniffing loudly in the way dogs do sometimes, his ears are dark and sharp triangles on his head as if they might be able to lend a hand in this venture. Winding in circles, eventually Ever gives a loud hufff as his head shoots up and his tail begins to wag lazily back and forth.
At his paws is a mess of moss that looks entirely out of place. Roughly the size of a bird's nest, it was mostly round and seemingly unattached to the flora around it.
Dropping his pack, Everest gives his tail a half wag as he lowers his nose. Sniffing loudly in the way dogs do sometimes, his ears are dark and sharp triangles on his head as if they might be able to lend a hand in this venture. Winding in circles, eventually Ever gives a loud hufff as his head shoots up and his tail begins to wag lazily back and forth.
At his paws is a mess of moss that looks entirely out of place. Roughly the size of a bird's nest, it was mostly round and seemingly unattached to the flora around it.
If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
