Firestone Hot Springs i might like to know you

sorry jagoda is being a butthole

Silence came after he had spoken. The other male did not react to his show of dominance, but rather stood there with a kindly, stupid grin on his face. Jagoda's ears lowered, then rose again. He woofed quietly, wondering what was wrong with the fool. He had never come across someone who could not speak before, but it didn't seem likely that he was simply being ignored. He tilted his head to one side, raising a paw to reach out to the wordless rust-marked male, swiping at the other's shoulder once, then twice. He wanted to see if he could provoke some reaction, some noises or words, anything.

"What is wrong with you?" he asked, his tone holding genuine curiosity, perhaps a hint of scorn.