04-18-2009, 04:12 PM
He watched her with wide eyes, as she responded. What did she mean, no-- oh, right, that, that was why he was worried about this all in the first place. Giggle felt a funny feeling in his stomach that he couldn't place, maybe it was alcohol poisoning, or maybe nerves. He moved and slid on to the ground, uselessly, squeezing his eyes shut. 'We-eell,' the coyote breathed out, 'tha's the thing. I mean my brother did dye my face up, yeah, but his name is Etcetera, and I'm Giggle. An' my sister is Beau.' The last bit of information was completely trivial, but someone, it seemed necessary to add it. He tried to prop himself up on his bad arm and fell back onto the ground, wincing sharply, having forgotten it was still a wee bit sensitive.