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Heh, he's soo not distracted / +372!


Upon the ground he gazed up to her, chest still rising and falling heavily from his sudden burst of laughter, a teasing smile planted on his lips. The more he looked at the female, the more and more... inappropriate thoughts passed through his head, skimming across his mind before being promptly locked away; the Jackal was a child, barely an adult and he wouldn't allow himself to have such thoughts, especially on a first meeting... but that doesn't stop her eyes from being such a beautiful colour... Thankfully the other asked him a question, giving his wandering mind something to concentrate on. Slowly he planned out his answer, carefully picking his words and choosing how best to answer the girl; clearly her parents had lacked parenting skills, for one of her age to be so unaware of the world. It was a curious thing to witness, a pretty, child like jackal, untainted by the world awaiting to be shaped and grow, to learn and witness the horrors and beauty of reality. It took him awhile to mentally finish the answer and then he began his rather poor explanation. “Males are similar to females; but often larger, my muscular, no breasts and have deeper voices” he started, the description was vague and basic, but hey, he'd never been in such a situation before and so he was just as clueless as the female in some ways.


“For a female to have a child, they need to sleep with a male. Stuff happens, things get abit hot and hey presto, the female is pregnant with her kids” it was so strange, explaining something as fundamentally basic as gender to a rather pretty stranger, but he felt that he needed to; as If he did not answer her she would ask someone else, someone maybe not as well behaved as himself. “Eeer, so basically males are just like females. They have slightly different personalities and bodies, but still kinda the same” he looked up to her, propping himself up slightly but still not bothering to get up. “Did your parents not speak of any of this?” he asked, his voice soft and kind, unsure how such a personal question may be received by the girl.

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