Lion Head Mesa [ wp ] lost in love

he paused to support his shoulder against a wall. like a cat grooming itself, gucci raised a paw to rub the doziness off his face.

"s nawthang serious, ma'am." he looked down the hall. "-s jes'." a little tongue flicked out at his whiskers.

( in his thoughts, he rotated the plans made with the pharaoh, like a pretty cake on a spinner. )

 "...packmately concern!" the chihuhua grinned at ms. teya.

his prancing continued. 

"ah'd appreciate hearin' any details 'bout 'er likes n dislikes, any persons o' interest t' her 'sides 'er... 'sides 'er..." he yawned. "...good n 'bviously kindly sistah. it's mah most sincerest wish t' see 'er prosper in th' 'shingo, 'longside 'er husband, mabbe see sum lil ones come warmer weather..."

he trailed off, intent to walk the woman around the halls, returning her to the party after successfully lying to himself that he did, what he did, because her was concerned.

sure <3