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[starmark]

. . . Yare yare. What is it? Hurry up and say something already.



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[starmark]

Stop. Stop looking at me like that, I'll bite you.

[HE SUPER WON'T, LOOK AT THIS TSUN. IT IS THE MOST OBVIOUS TSUN TO EVER TSUN.]

[silvercrusader]

Jotaro! I'm just looking at you!

[With the biggest shit-eating grin to ever grace man.]

Do you know what he smells like?

[starmark]

Y— no shit I do! Do you think I don't smell people who trespass in my woods?

[silvercrusader]

[IT MEANS SOMETHING-- actually, no, it doesn't, because Jotaro definitely does smell everyone. But! He's looking all flustered, so it counts as a win.]

So why were you asking about him, then?

[starmark]

[oh, the flustered train isn't stopping anytime soon. he's just getting more and moreso with every passing second.]

Because he trespasses! In my woods! I should eat him.

[silvercrusader]

Well, something with your mouth, anyway.

[starmark]

I'll something with my mouth you.

[silvercrusader]

Oooh, Jotaro~

[He even makes a kissy face at him. Love you, bro.]

I notice you haven't eaten him, despite the fact he keeps trespassing.

[starmark]

...Because. I have to teach him a lesson. I can't just eat him or he won't know what he's doing wrong.

[bruh he'd be dead though]

So he has to learn to stay out first.

[silvercrusader]

Ahh. Terribly clever, that. And in the meantime, you can get to know him-- as you escort him out of the woods. Terribly clever.

[starmark]

What? No. Shut up!

[silvercrusader]

Try and get him to walk in front of you in the summer, I bet he'll take his cloak off again. What a view!

[He's playing the most dangerous game, winding Jotaro up like this, but it's far too tempting for him to stop.]

[starmark]

...The hell do you mean again?!

[UH-OH. IS THAT JEALOUSY. THAT MAY BE JEALOUSY.]

[silvercrusader]

[Oh my god is that jealousy. Is this actually happening. This is the best.]

I mean, he was exerting himself! [By walking. But maybe no-- actually, no, Jotaro would be able to smell that, wouldn't he?] I hardly blame him, that cloak looks far too heavy for near summer. Anyway: try and get him to do it. Worth it.

[starmark]

I'll scratch out your eyes.

[DON'T LOOK AT HIS CRUSH WITHOUT HIS HOOD ON. SCANDALOUS.]

[silvercrusader]

What are you, a lynx? Act like a wolf, don't threaten me like a cat.

[starmark]

I'm not going to bite out your eyes, my teeth don't bend around like that!

[silvercrusader]

Well, say claw! For god's sake, Jotaro, keep up your reputation! I'm not going to fear you if you use the wrong words!

[starmark]

...You don't fear me anyway, and that's the problem.

[Which, actually. No, he can get his revenge, and it's as easy as:

1: Sliding over closer into Polnareff's personal space.

2: Catching him by the shoulders.

3: Giving him a nice, thorough, full neck-and-shoulders scenting, with some affectionate growling to match.

Eh. Can't beat 'em, join 'em.]

[silvercrusader]

Oh my god--

[He leans back, like that's actually going to stop Jotaro in any way, and then there's just-- this. This is happening. He has a wolf nosing and scenting him, growling fondly at him, and this is happening.]

Sto-op-- stop, stop--

[Affection is all well and good, but this is weird.]

[starmark]

Are you afrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraid of me?

[He's trying not to laugh now. Hee hee.]

[silvercrusader]

No--

[Which is probably the wrong answer, but it's the truth-- he's not afraid, it's not like he thinks Jotaro will tear out his throat, he just. Is deeply uncomfortable. Though he isn't pulling away, actually, just tipping his head to make room for Jotaro's snuffling.]

Stop growling, it's creepy, you keep making my hindbrain think I'm about to get hunted.

[starmark]

Tell people how fearsome my growl is, and it'll keep up my reputation.

[But then he lets Polnareff go, obliging him, and snickers a little with satisfaction.]

[silvercrusader]

[Yeech. There's no actual smell to his human nose, other than the faint scent of animal, but now he feels weird. Like all the other various sentient animals are going to stare at him and know.]

Do you even know what way we're going?

[WORST SUBJECT CHANGE EVER...]

[starmark]

I always know where I am. These are my woods.

[vaguely...offended...]