carmen + open

[size=10pt]If Tena thought that Jaws was taking advantage of this big dumb dog, she would be sorely mistaken. In all truth they were more or less stuck with each other. They had been for quite some time, though as time passed Cuddles grew less and less capable of communicating even one coherent thought. It was more of a tragedy than anything.

"Get out?" repeats Jaws, indignant. "Watch the tone or I'll sic' Cuddles over here on ya!" Of course, Cuddles won't really do what he says. Cuddles will just drool and groan like a furry little four-legged zombie. He won't offer Jaws so much as a no. "What's wrong with me jus' bein' here, huh? The worst either of us can do is shit on yer head 'n' chew up yer couch, baby. We's harmless." For the most part.

Could they help him? Jaws sincerely doubts that. "Unless any of ya have seen some ugly ol' skunk runnin' around here, then nah, prob'ly not." He hasn't mixed up the words skank and skunk, and he definitely doesn't mean it as an insult - ugly as the damn things are. He means an actual, literal skunk. "She's about yea big, got an attitude worse than your bossy friend over there does, and stinks to the high fuckin' heavens." Though if there were any skunks in the area at all, then he's sure someone would've smelled it by now.

"Y'know what, though," says Jaws, hopping back onto his drooling partner's back. "I do wanna know more about this... Sunhaven. Ain't that a funky name? Y'all a cult or somethin'?"