Shady

Pratik snorted, but smirked. She was funny. That was nice. Not that people like her would ever hang around with people like him. "Hah, yeah, maybe. Probably why you try ...

"Ewwwwwwwoooof," Pratik cringed, remembering how vile that fruit was. He laughed a bit as he typed skunk food into the browser. "That'd explain why they smell so bad, huh?"

"It's, uhh--" Pratik slammed his laptop shut and shoved it across the counter, hoping the display of collars on the counter would hide it. Or, well, at least be distracting ...

"Uhhhh, we have the shop computer up front," Pratik said, starting that direction without waiting for a response. He wanted to get his laptop closed and hidden before she could ...

That was... a really good idea, actually. Not that Pratik would ever admit it. "Yeah, sure," Pratik said. He stepped forward and stretched his piece out on the table, then ...

Pratik smirked a bit at the mention of the skunk food. Maybe volunteering would be worth risking his image after all. "No, uhh, can't say that we get requests for ...

"Uh, yeah, of course." Pratik set his kitten down as well and stepped a bit further away to give Lillian more space. As if he'd turn over an entire litter ...

Jerica resisted the urge to comment on how slow Eve was climbing down. She also resisted the urge to make a jab asking if Eve still didn't want to be ...

Eve's stupid question helped pull her out of her instinct-filled daze. Why would she be standing on the ground if she saw more wolves? It didn't even make sense. If ...

"Yeah," she answered gruffly, mostly by habit. She was still scanning the area for more wolves but didn't see any. She swallowed hard and tried to meter her breathing as ...

Jerica glanced up at Eve, wondering what she meant, blowing the whistle. What? Nothing even happened. And-- A wolf darted out of nowhere and leapt towards Jerica's ankles. She stumbled ...

"There's two left..." Jerica answered, pushing herself up on the branch to walk forward -- still not holding on to anything. "And I can't find them." And enemies that you ...

"C'mere puppy," Jerica said sarcastically, then softly whistled. One of the wolves whirled around and lunged towards her, mouth open. Jerica released the arrow, sending it through the back of ...

"Considering I'm General of the Archers?" Jerica scoffed. "I've shot an arrow or two, yeah." She slipped the quiver over her back and grabbed the bow, doing a practice draw. ...

"... Sure." Apparently, they had trinkets like that on Earth. She wasn't sure why an object had the same name as a sound, but she couldn't be bothered to care. ...