I am dead from this post thread. XD
Rurik giggled to himself as he continued onward, his tail swishing back and forth, warbling "trololos" coming from his throat now and again. Every now and again he'd burst into louder song, punctuating it with a yayaya or a rather loud belly laugh. He sorely wished he could remember the words to the song—it was a rather pretty Russian tune, but they had completely left him, as had all of his better brain functions. He hardly even realized he was on pack territory anymore, and that there was the distinctive possibility of interrupting someone else. Just such a thing happened as Rurik was mid-TROLOLO, and he stopped, leering at the woman with his bright blue eyes. “Heeeey, lyubimaya,” he said, swaying in the breeze. “Eet is vonderful night for singing, ya?” he asked, grinning his silly drunken smile at her.
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