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OOC: ©table code and image to jacoby: This would be the period of time that every three sentences would be effected by his Tourette's, he's also much less twitchy than when he's older.
One minute he was in his den with this mommy, arguing about how he should be able to go out and play with the other pup, and the next moment he was in a totally new place that he had never seen before. He didn't care where the hell he was, he was more concerned about who was here to entertain his little mind. Maybe with a game of tag or something of the sort. The male walked around for a bit, sniffing the ground, trying to find any distinct scents. He smelt a canine scent, but it was not coyote. He cocked his head. Could this be a wolf? Would he finally meet one? His tail wagged in the air gently as he danced around, excitedly jumping and tapping his feet as he looked around for the scent that he picked up. The little German boy was excited to meet whoever this scent belonged to!
Tail wagged in the air as he moved along. That's when his bi-colored orbs found the sight of a giant! Well...a giant PUPPY! Cotl bounded up to the other male, and held a big wide grin on his face. Cotl wagged his tail at the male, and shoved his nose into the other male's. HALLO! the male spoke, his accented puppy voice being immature, and squeaky, his tail wagging in the air a bout a million miles an hour. I mean he might fly if he could get it to be in one continuous rotation instead of it switching directions every three seconds. Ich bin Cotl Ulrich, du?
Cotl speaks Cotl thinks. Walk