09-29-2018, 08:35 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: work sans; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 0.5px; word-spacing: 3px; line-height: 1.5;"]The feline worked more on gnawing the strip of ivory-colored bone, chewing it and flattening it until he could manage to swallow it down. The idea of simply fetching another food item for him to munch on was out of the question by now; he had become caught in a state of absentmindedness, his olive-green hues staring idly out towards the street.
Jerseyboy had suddenly snapped back into reality when a feminine voice fell upon triangular ears. He raised his head as well as his gaze to meet that of the she-wolf, who he had recognized from the border. He took a moment to glance her [sup]up[/sup] and [sub]down, [/sub]his pink tongue rasped over his maw and swiping it clean. She wasn't just average-looking, that was for sure. She looked . . . exotic, or something like that. In a way, she was all the more a l l u r i n g to someone like him. He gave a shrug and replied, "Yeah, well, I don't like to let a perfectly good snack go to waste."
He picked up on her tone, although she had taken a seat. So, she was interested in engaging in conversation. There was no need to give up yet. Jerseyboy slightly cocked head and asked, "Did I not introduce myself when we met?" He got up to his paws, rolling the stiffness off his shoulders.
"Musta' gotten distracted." He gave a raise of his eyebrows.
After pausing for a moment to let that statement [sub]sink in,[/sub] he told her, "Name's Jerseyboy." He swiped a white paw over his ear in a cat-like fashion, an attempt to briefly groom himself ( as if he were a human running his fingers through his locks ). "Remind me of yours? Or else I'll just hafta' call ya' Sweetcheeks until I rememba'." And then, the devilish grin made its way onto his maw.
Jerseyboy had suddenly snapped back into reality when a feminine voice fell upon triangular ears. He raised his head as well as his gaze to meet that of the she-wolf, who he had recognized from the border. He took a moment to glance her [sup]up[/sup] and [sub]down, [/sub]his pink tongue rasped over his maw and swiping it clean. She wasn't just average-looking, that was for sure. She looked . . . exotic, or something like that. In a way, she was all the more a l l u r i n g to someone like him. He gave a shrug and replied, "Yeah, well, I don't like to let a perfectly good snack go to waste."
He picked up on her tone, although she had taken a seat. So, she was interested in engaging in conversation. There was no need to give up yet. Jerseyboy slightly cocked head and asked, "Did I not introduce myself when we met?" He got up to his paws, rolling the stiffness off his shoulders.
"Musta' gotten distracted." He gave a raise of his eyebrows.
After pausing for a moment to let that statement [sub]sink in,[/sub] he told her, "Name's Jerseyboy." He swiped a white paw over his ear in a cat-like fashion, an attempt to briefly groom himself ( as if he were a human running his fingers through his locks ). "Remind me of yours? Or else I'll just hafta' call ya' Sweetcheeks until I rememba'." And then, the devilish grin made its way onto his maw.
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