06-16-2009, 03:48 PM
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His sister’s paw collided with the top of his head, and the unexpected blow reverberated throughout his body. Honoré remained impassive for a moment, as if unable to pinpoint where the slap had come from. In one swift movement, she’d managed to stun him and wound his ego at the same time. How rude! His lower lip curled into an exaggerated pout, clearly unhappy with the punishment she’d given him. “Eille! You calm down!” he grumbled, rubbing the top of his head. His pain-in-the-ass littermate had apparently turned into a crabby lady. He could see where Noir’s attitude hailed from.
So Toefur was a stuffed toy. He felt better now, knowing that Tayui hadn’t named any of her kids “fur toes”. He half-snickered at that idea, lowering his gaze to meet his paws. He too, had fur on his toes. But then again, who didn’t? His maw parted, ready to mock his niece’s lack of imagination, when a threat assaulted his fragile ears. They flattened instantly, shielding his head from another possible blow. Although he highly doubted her statement’s credibility, the Québécois chose not to challenge her. Walking like a penguin definitely wouldn’t make him popular with the ladies.
Then everything about his sister changed; her frown turned into a genuine smile, leaving Honoré more than a little confused. She was happy now? Hazel-colored eyes narrowed suspiciously, wondering how her mood could’ve changed so suddenly. Hormones were the cause, more than likely. “I was at home. Then everyone left. Bart was last one there with me and then poof, could not find him anymore.” he said with a frown, clearly still bothered by his brother’s disappearance.
His sister’s paw collided with the top of his head, and the unexpected blow reverberated throughout his body. Honoré remained impassive for a moment, as if unable to pinpoint where the slap had come from. In one swift movement, she’d managed to stun him and wound his ego at the same time. How rude! His lower lip curled into an exaggerated pout, clearly unhappy with the punishment she’d given him. “Eille! You calm down!” he grumbled, rubbing the top of his head. His pain-in-the-ass littermate had apparently turned into a crabby lady. He could see where Noir’s attitude hailed from.
So Toefur was a stuffed toy. He felt better now, knowing that Tayui hadn’t named any of her kids “fur toes”. He half-snickered at that idea, lowering his gaze to meet his paws. He too, had fur on his toes. But then again, who didn’t? His maw parted, ready to mock his niece’s lack of imagination, when a threat assaulted his fragile ears. They flattened instantly, shielding his head from another possible blow. Although he highly doubted her statement’s credibility, the Québécois chose not to challenge her. Walking like a penguin definitely wouldn’t make him popular with the ladies.
Then everything about his sister changed; her frown turned into a genuine smile, leaving Honoré more than a little confused. She was happy now? Hazel-colored eyes narrowed suspiciously, wondering how her mood could’ve changed so suddenly. Hormones were the cause, more than likely. “I was at home. Then everyone left. Bart was last one there with me and then poof, could not find him anymore.” he said with a frown, clearly still bothered by his brother’s disappearance.