Ravensblood Forest Home // Dirty Paws

Cam hadn't gotten an answer from the woman yet when suddenly he was attacked! His legs buckled under the weight and he tumbled flat onto his snout. It hurt a little bit, which kind of pissed Cam off. He scrambled back up with dignity, tail twitching in annoyance, The fu- He was cut short in his string of cursing when he realized that his attacker was his little friend Chusi. His angry scowl and pursed lips disappeared when he faced her, he couldn't stay mad at her, not even if he tried.

He rammed his shoulder playfully into the black furred girl's, reciprocating her giggle. No I gotchu! He turned back to the other woman spoke, her tone much more formal than his had ever been. He smiled and nodded in agreement, though it took him a second to understand what she'd said. He wasn't used to the formal manner of speech that seemed rather common in these lands. Back where he came from, they had a dialect a bit more laid back. Whatever came out came out, and with the Australian type accent that he held. He hadn't met another yet in Teekon who had the same accent as he. 

Soon the older girl introduced herself as Olive, and interesting name, yet more normal sounding than that of most he'd met. Names like Arturo, Chusi, Chipmunk - confused him, and he definitely hadn't heard them back home. Oi Olive, names Cameron! Call me Cam. And this is Chusi, the päiväperhonen of the coast. He stated with a laid back charm. He'd remembered Chusi's title, to impress newcomers with his terminology if not to simply make her smile.