Oh there was no question if someone would ask the silver male if he had been allowing him-self more and more trips to the human lands inside these wonderful pack lands. The male was enjoying him-self maybe a little too much. However the male any more was all about having a good time and cared little about the feelings he was hurting in the process, though this male the one that was drinking and taking drugs that was surely going to cut his life short if he didn’t stop, and stop soon.
Looking back at the black lady there was a change in her, and the male did not know why. It would have bothered the old Sawtooth Noah, but this Noah now. He was a gem. He just didn’t care about anyone or anything. Right now all the male cared about was having what he was viewing as of right now a good time. He and HotShot had each other and if HotShot had thought once that Noah was going he was going over the edge with his partying then surely he would stop him. He would, wouldn’t he?
The black lady was trying like mad to get Noah to believe that he had a mother, gave the silver male her first and last name. Like it would do something to bring back his memory that had been lost inside of the long neck bottles that he had consumed one after another. Then any other part of his memory that would have come about talking about Deuce or even Lucifer was washed clean with the first batch of toxic mushrooms that he had consumed.YYyeeaahhh…Sorry Sweet Cheeks..” The male looked back at her shrugging his shoulders at her while his hand folded up to show that he didn’t have a clue.
From making the swift move the male feel down upon his rear, laughing he crawled over to a rock and pulling him-self back up, laughing and playfully swinging at his left side. ”You Bastard Hotshot! Ya know yy..yuh..uh..uh..ya just can’t push me.” The silver male scowled at him. Looking over to the black lady as she questioned him about who HotShot was. The male rolled around upon his feet, spinning in a small circle rubbing his head as he looked over the where the male stood, rather where Noah and only Noah could see him standing at now. ”Him?” Noah jerked his head towards where he stood. ”Now Aa. HotShoot, His uh friend. I f..f..fow..fowowow..found in Glasglow. “ Now Aa. Hotshot really was just Noah’s name with the letters mixed around and tossed about to make another word.
Getting to the cabin the male went to the back, as he opened the makeshift cellar door taking the two earthen made steps down to his little hole. It was about a twenty foot wide hole with a few small cubby storage dug out of it. The floor was lined in fur, of different lengths and textures. Everything that he needed while he was tripping out on the mushrooms. Stumbling around the male got into one of his cubby holes as he pulled out a small wooden bowl with the mushrooms that had been dried out to be like a crispy treat. The male turned around and trusted the bowl into her face. ”Have some!” The silver male was over eager to share them with her.
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