Two Eyes Cenote [m] Love love love

he expected a spark of recognition, that moment of realization at the presence of the best-furred noble of noblest akashingo!

no such thing.

gucci felt awkward, standing there as the little lady gave signals mixed as nuts. there were an aroma to the air he could now parse, and while it still hadn't boiled to potency, it nibbled at gucci's brainstem. yet, he held to his theory of impeding culmination of an out-of-season pregnancy. he couldn't assume.

ah can fetch'a sesh tavina, if yer troubled, lil miss. it truly was awkward, how he just shuffled in place. ahm sure she can address any, uh, feminine issues what might be troublin' ya.