NEVER THOUGHT TO QUESTION WHY // cdc prompt

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snare mortem —  male — wolf — typhoon — minnow — argus x npc

[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #633c00;"]Snare was too young to really understand death, or at the very least too young to care.  Nobody he knew had died yet, and this stranger on the beach was one he didn’t know, so it was hard to find himself emotionally invested in the situation.  Even the fact that Caesar was ripping the corpse up didn’t really affect him in any fashion.  Okay, maybe it was a little strange, but the wolf pup wasn’t really all that sad about this, or even as emotional as Goldie appeared to be.

”That’s weird.”  Snare merely commented, loping up on his awkward puppy legs to stand a small distance from Caesar and his plaything and Goldie.  He found her response to the situation slightly grating; she didn’t know that dead cat, why would she care.  The wolf pup found himself pinning her ears against his skull as his muzzle crinkled a tad bit in irritation.  His pale eyes settled on Caesar though despite his distance physically and emotionally.  ”You’re a weirdo.”  He didn’t really have much else to offer.  He wasn’t as feeling as his other crewmate right now, and didn’t really care what Caesar did with his time even if it was really super weird.  The thing was already dead, what was the point?