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Post by strawberrycupid on May 25, 2021 23:58:53 GMT -5
Tundra was in fact, not italian. He was from Winterclan. And a demon. But he was here now. Now that they lived under Dayclan, it was much easier for the tom to go collect herbs. And after the recent fight with Winterclan, they needed all the ones they could get. But man, having one eye made identifying some of these hard. His depth perception was out of wack, and he probably nicked himself on poison ivy more than he cared to admit. Say, for this instance, not in Italy, where he stared down two plants that looked identical, but they smelled anything but.
At the call of a Mama Mia, he jumped up. Not recognizing the Mama Mia-er, his white pelt puffed up.
Post by strawberrycupid on May 28, 2021 22:44:09 GMT -5
"By the way." Tundra's voice dropped back to it's usual quiet but flat tone, "Do either of you see any differences between these two plants?" Granted, they might not have been of any help but he was a bit desperate as he flourished a paw towards the pair he was just observing.
Post by Honeystorm on May 29, 2021 22:39:39 GMT -5
"I'm a Scout, not a Guider." Isolda purred, her accent twitching from Italian to Russian without any sort of warning as she leaned forward, pressing far too close to Tundra for comfort.
