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OoC: No worries~! ^_^
She met him with a smile, her sleek muzzle tilting upwards towards him. His dark eyes swept over the rest of her appearance - her light, fine-boned frame, the delicate feathering of her tawny fur, the fluidness of her movement as she set aside the tool - and deemed her as attractive, something he acknowledged with a whiskery grin. "Pleasure to meet you, Red Rum," he replied, bridling with pleasure at the fact that she had actually pronounced his name correctly. He, of course, had not returned the courtesy, because his mind immediately turned to the thought of rum, and how he would love to have some right now. Alcoholic.
"What brings you here to this deserted place, jolie Red Rum? Surely you do not reside here, all by your lonesome..." Jac crooned, the warm sun comfortably heating his back. Her liquid-silver eyes seemed so sharp, so observant. Had she noticed his handsome fur, all copper and gold and brown? He let his cream-dipped tail wave lazily behind him, stirring up dust. She would fall for his charms soon enough, and then she would tell him how to get piercings of his own, so that he too could glitter all over. He wanted hoops in his ears, and a stud in his tongue, so that it flashed when he spoke. He decided that just now. . .
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