Wild Berry Meadow Make me fall

For fucks sake, the 'berries' situation was brought up anyways. Like Āzoniol always did when caught in the act of doing something stupid, his face would heat up in embarrassment and he'd turn his head away with the hint of a scowl -- almost childlike in its mannerisms. He wasn't going to lie, there was a small bit of relief that crossed over him when they'd finally say that the berries weren't poison, but the brute still would've used the ol' "If I die, I die." excuse out of stubborness.

To the dark-eyed woman's next question, his head slowly turned back to face them and he lifted a paw to wipe his muzzle a bit. "Yeah, not alot running through here nowadays, so I decided to eat from the bushes instead...." Āzon responded while settling on his haunches. No, he was not going to tell her that his hunting skills were shitty and scavenging berries was his first choice -- we can leave that out for now. "However, I don't believe I caught yer name yet..." who was the mystery woman he'd been talking to? And why was he always doing dumb shit infront of strangers?