best of friends

you will not choke the divine from me

And that’s where they differ. While Oliver May have read about penguins, Sunjata doesn’t know what those are. He’s also never seen snow before arriving to Caido, but that came from living in a land where floods and monsoons were relatively common, and during the summer months long droughts spanned the country — a rise in scorpions and other creatures that could handle the high temperatures much better. But never snow, never penguins, not even tropical enough for any other kind of penguins. Still, she snorts and agrees, assuming it must be a creature that lives among the snow and ice.

Oliver soon pipes up and mentions that he knows what a flood is, but not why they had called him that and he nods in response. He hadn’t known that was what the blonde man meant, but he at least got his answer in the end. “Ah. Well you got your answer.” He rumbles with a sly smile before he’s a panther, before Oliver’s hands are running through the dark spotted fur Sunjata sports, while Haai loses complete interest and darts under Sunjata’s shoulder.

Oliver’s compliment reaches him and he parts his maw to give a toothy feline grin. He knows it’s soft, knew it all along. Taking a large paw with his claws still in, he aims to bat at Oliver’s hand playfully, a rumble of a growl leaving his throat in his amusement, though there’s nothing of malice within it.

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