try to be living as your vice
and can you be my type?
Not surprised. Peter tried to protest, shaking his head. There was a burst of shy happiness that preceded the rest of his explanation. Never heard it out loud before. Not out loud. Said? There was a silent shrug, then Peter moved close again, bumping into the badger, happy to tangle with Loren in a bundle of fur and closeness. He wondered absently if this would carry over to their more human forms, if he would be able to let himself be close to the other more easily. He hoped it did.
The cocked head swirled to the other direction, a grin clear on the hyenas muzzle as he listened to Loren. I understand! I feel the same, like it's... An array of feelings flowed from Peter, confused and ecstatic and, above all else, content. It feels safer. I feel safer, and happier, and easier. There was no room for embarrassment in the words, for Peter or Loren, the former stomping a paw down near the scuffing claws and leaning in close, so they were nose to nose. It's a good thing! So good!
The cocked head swirled to the other direction, a grin clear on the hyenas muzzle as he listened to Loren. I understand! I feel the same, like it's... An array of feelings flowed from Peter, confused and ecstatic and, above all else, content. It feels safer. I feel safer, and happier, and easier. There was no room for embarrassment in the words, for Peter or Loren, the former stomping a paw down near the scuffing claws and leaning in close, so they were nose to nose. It's a good thing! So good!
cause we need to be given a good life
and can I be your type of metal?
PETER
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