SUCH A COMFORTABLE LIAR // open, back in feline body

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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 actually found himself shrinking back as both Bakugou and Caesar snapped at him, his ears down and his tail tucked at his hindquarters as he swapped his gazes between the two.  The young wolf hadn’t really minded or even experienced negativity aimed at him before, but this admittedly stung his pelt a little bit.  The boy’s eyes were big, and he suddenly felt very small.  In his eyes it was unwarranted, he had been taught that his group was tight knit and stuck together, and while he had viewed the hostility among some of his crewmates it didn’t feel good to be the target of it.

However, Snare lacked the emotional control and eloquence of an older creature, and he had very few emotions to fall back on.  So he reacted on impulse, instinct, and whatever limited feeling he had in his tiny body.  His tail was held down, his ears against his chocolate furred skull as his muzzle crinkled in what could be interpreted as anger.  ”Fine.”  The puppy would snap, not loudly as if he was unsure of himself and his emotion.  He would turn his nose up and spin around, and start to prowl off with big and wide set paw steps, his anger and frustration seeming to bleed out through his body language.  He didn’t really know how to express himself yet, though he tried his best too.