try to be living as your vice
and can you be my type?
The thing that he’d seen turned out to be a big cat, slinking out of some hidden alcove and coming closer. Peter stays still, head low, the mane along his back trying to puff up despite the mud matting it down. It’s more instinct than deliberate intimidation, but it’s there nonetheless.
Sunjata? The name is repeated as if that will help him remember why it’s familiar. And maybe it does, or maybe it’s the sudden recognition the other attuned has, the nickname getting everything to slot in place. All of his body language changes in an instant, and he surges forward, bumping his head against the big cats chest in an excited greeting that is entirely at odds with their last meeting.
Peter, please, Pet is... The thought isn’t finished with words, but rather a feeling of deep discomfort. He steps back again, looking over the big cat, and the muddy spot he’d left behind. Didn’t know you were this!
Sunjata? The name is repeated as if that will help him remember why it’s familiar. And maybe it does, or maybe it’s the sudden recognition the other attuned has, the nickname getting everything to slot in place. All of his body language changes in an instant, and he surges forward, bumping his head against the big cats chest in an excited greeting that is entirely at odds with their last meeting.
Peter, please, Pet is... The thought isn’t finished with words, but rather a feeling of deep discomfort. He steps back again, looking over the big cat, and the muddy spot he’d left behind. Didn’t know you were this!
cause we need to be given a good life
and can I be your type of metal?
PETER
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