07-28-2008, 10:24 PM
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Anselm is like Chuck Norris.
He didn't want to look weak...but he also didn't want Anselm to go to sleep. "Hey. Wake up. I'll talk to you's, okay? Geeeeeesh. Alla you adults and your stupid games.." Sirius frowned, flopping down onto the ground next to the older male. His ears flicked back and forth as he thought, beginning to speak and then quitting again. "I lives in Shadowed Sun."
He didn't want to go home anyway, though, so why did it matter? He just wanted to sit here and hang out. Make a fire. "Can you make a fire?" He asked, curious. Small tremors raced up and down his body now that he wasn't moving around or being carried. If there was a fire, they could both be nice and warm. "I doesn't want to go back home"
He didn't want to look weak...but he also didn't want Anselm to go to sleep. "Hey. Wake up. I'll talk to you's, okay? Geeeeeesh. Alla you adults and your stupid games.." Sirius frowned, flopping down onto the ground next to the older male. His ears flicked back and forth as he thought, beginning to speak and then quitting again. "I lives in Shadowed Sun."
He didn't want to go home anyway, though, so why did it matter? He just wanted to sit here and hang out. Make a fire. "Can you make a fire?" He asked, curious. Small tremors raced up and down his body now that he wasn't moving around or being carried. If there was a fire, they could both be nice and warm. "I doesn't want to go back home"