Sleepy Fox Hollow For the Love of All Things Holy

OMG. YOU ACTUALLY GOT TO PET IT!? -totes jealous- I want to pet a squirrel. ALL THE SQUIRRELS. If we trade places, do you think it'd let me pet it too? /excitement

Aww. That's super sweet! I'm glad you like him. I wasn't sure how he was gonna turn out, but I'm glad he appears to be going over well. <3 Luke's blue coloring is actually super unique and interesting. What inspired it?

Okay... Genetic oddity. Or was rarity more politically correct? He thought about it for a moment, but said nothing as he looked the wolf over and tried to decide whether or not he could adapt to the strangeness. In all fairness, he supposed it wasn't too different from the strangeness of squirrels who'd picked him as a victim in their fun and games this evening. Maybe he should scratch a warning into all the trees here. "This way be asshole squirrels."

The wolf turned around. Instinctively, Kerosene stepped forward, glancing at the wolf's balls and giving them a good sniff. It was the eyebrow waggle that had him back up against the tree. Oh no no no. He did not swing that way. This one was not allowed to go about getting any kind of idea.

"Dude. I'm straight," he affirmed, putting it out there before things really got awkward. And now that that was out in the open, he could carry on the conversation without any advances. Hopefully. "And yeah. Blue balls suck." They were a bitch to take care of. Heh. Bitch. Bitches were supposed to take care of that sort of thing. Funny how that worked.

Of course, now it was just him and this dude in the forest. Alone. Shit. Now that the squirrels were mostly quiet, he didn't really have any reason to just stand here. "What are you here for?" he asked, mostly because Kero was uncertain as to why he, himself, was also in this location. Wandering didn't really have an aim it was... just mindless. That's why they called it wandering.