OLIVER
Life is great, honestly. Minus, you know, the fact that he has to get used to having a tail and remembering that it will brush up against stuff....and the giant ears....and having paws...but otherwise! Life is great.
At least, it was great until he decided to stop for a second to rest for a bit and just look around. See what he could hear and smell. You know, test out the old sniffer and dishes that he calls ears. He heard it coming, yet didn't have the instincts required to jump out of the way before splat. The mud barreled right into him and he was knocked over. He let out a few distressed 'yip's and tried his best to paw away the mud, rolling onto his back to try and get rid of anything that would prevent him from getting back up. Yeah, he could turn into a human to deal with this, but that would probably make things even worse.
So instead of thinking logically, Oliver instead tried his best to shake away the mud, obviously very angry at whoever the HELL decided to fuck with his perfectly good mood. One thing he didn't know quite yet was that other people who were attuned could hear you speak through thoughts, or well, how well it worked. He also didn't know about the whole emotions' thing so basically he had turned into a beacon that was screaming out how angry and frustrated he was.
At least, it was great until he decided to stop for a second to rest for a bit and just look around. See what he could hear and smell. You know, test out the old sniffer and dishes that he calls ears. He heard it coming, yet didn't have the instincts required to jump out of the way before splat. The mud barreled right into him and he was knocked over. He let out a few distressed 'yip's and tried his best to paw away the mud, rolling onto his back to try and get rid of anything that would prevent him from getting back up. Yeah, he could turn into a human to deal with this, but that would probably make things even worse.
So instead of thinking logically, Oliver instead tried his best to shake away the mud, obviously very angry at whoever the HELL decided to fuck with his perfectly good mood. One thing he didn't know quite yet was that other people who were attuned could hear you speak through thoughts, or well, how well it worked. He also didn't know about the whole emotions' thing so basically he had turned into a beacon that was screaming out how angry and frustrated he was.
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BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
