10-01-2018, 07:16 PM
[size=10pt]Jaws is just as appalled as Tena appears to be. Pet? Cuddles, despite what his nickname may imply, is no pet of his. Cuddles had been the smart one of the bunch. Jaws once considered himself to be the brawn, however now he's not much more than a snack for a stray city cat. He is disgusted, absolutely abhorred Tena would dare think he would use Cuddles in such a way. Besides, what use did he have for some dumb, drooling dog? He can hardly steer the damn thing.
"You take that back!" he screams after her, though she's already well on her way. Cuddles is blissfully unaware of the situation. "You bitch!" Though it means nothing to him, Jaws offers his companion a reassuring, "She don't mean it."
That sure ruffled his feathers. He knows he's in the wrong here, being an unwelcome visitor and all, but Tena has sure rubbed him the wrong way. He can't believe the [i]nerve of some people. With a huff, Jaws says, "My name is Jaws." He braces himself for the laughs. How such a name had been bestowed onto a pigeon was sure to have them puzzled. Jaws is about as threatening as... well, a pigeon. As he had said before, the most he can do is make a fuss and shit everywhere. "Doggy there's named Cuddles. I'm pretty sure he told me what his actual name was before, but I wasn't listening." Not that it matters now, anyway. Cuddles is on his last few legs.
"Look, I don't give a shit what's wrong with your friend. I ain't no depur, whatever that means." He's got trust issues too, but he doesn't go around accusing people of being slave-owners. He hopes Tena doesn't actually believe he, a bird, could ever control someone like Cuddles. Even if Cuddles isn't necessarily... sentient anymore, he could still crush Jaws in a heartbeat. There's just no way. "He ain't no pet. He's sick, that's all, and it's makin' him kinda fuckin' stupid, but he's my friend! Or, at least, he used to be." Truthfully, Jaws isn't sure if Cuddles can distinguish him from any other piece of prey.
"Now, let's try that again. I'd like to hear more about this Sunhaven place."
"You take that back!" he screams after her, though she's already well on her way. Cuddles is blissfully unaware of the situation. "You bitch!" Though it means nothing to him, Jaws offers his companion a reassuring, "She don't mean it."
That sure ruffled his feathers. He knows he's in the wrong here, being an unwelcome visitor and all, but Tena has sure rubbed him the wrong way. He can't believe the [i]nerve of some people. With a huff, Jaws says, "My name is Jaws." He braces himself for the laughs. How such a name had been bestowed onto a pigeon was sure to have them puzzled. Jaws is about as threatening as... well, a pigeon. As he had said before, the most he can do is make a fuss and shit everywhere. "Doggy there's named Cuddles. I'm pretty sure he told me what his actual name was before, but I wasn't listening." Not that it matters now, anyway. Cuddles is on his last few legs.
"Look, I don't give a shit what's wrong with your friend. I ain't no depur, whatever that means." He's got trust issues too, but he doesn't go around accusing people of being slave-owners. He hopes Tena doesn't actually believe he, a bird, could ever control someone like Cuddles. Even if Cuddles isn't necessarily... sentient anymore, he could still crush Jaws in a heartbeat. There's just no way. "He ain't no pet. He's sick, that's all, and it's makin' him kinda fuckin' stupid, but he's my friend! Or, at least, he used to be." Truthfully, Jaws isn't sure if Cuddles can distinguish him from any other piece of prey.
"Now, let's try that again. I'd like to hear more about this Sunhaven place."
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