[Aw, look at the grumpy wolf. Josh is unfazed by the attempt to snap at his stick, and unfazed by the look he's receiving. He's smart enough to know better, sir, and he is not getting closer, thank you. He's already got a scratch on his leg that's still slowly bleeding a trickle of static.
Dark Cacao's voice catches his attention, and briefly, he glances back over his shoulder. He expects Beat is probably too tired to do anything now, but better safe than sorry. He's not letting his guard down.]
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Dark Cacao's voice catches his attention, and briefly, he glances back over his shoulder. He expects Beat is probably too tired to do anything now, but better safe than sorry. He's not letting his guard down.]
He dug it. I think he's finally losing steam.