01-11-2019, 05:01 PM
Morgan tried his best not to comment on the smell as he arrived alone on the scene. He already had rather uncomfortable memories with other Tanglers consuming alcohol in the past, and the horrid odor that came from such drinks gave him even less of a reason to try it in the future. Instead, he simply located the nearest source of water and floated some toward his mouth in the shape of a sphere. Taking a sip of the sphere, he acknowledged Leroy with a nod. It was his longtime comrade who had set things up, it seemed; the General was glad to have the chance to support him for his event even if he did not necessarily like its premise.
The samoyed found himself approaching his fellow canine before long, considering he had nobody else to talk to just yet.
The samoyed found himself approaching his fellow canine before long, considering he had nobody else to talk to just yet.
"Hey, Leroy,"
he barked, taking another sip of his water. "What inspired you to make this little party? I like how cozy it is."
Tanglewood itself had become quite 'cozy' as of late - nearly as much of a ghost town as it had been during the previous September. "What's your favorite thing to drink, anyway? There's so many options here..."