#loud mouth maine coon: fafo
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@hexellent asked:
The canine smiled at the large cat's entrance, right on time. He watched the feline rub his body against them both, laughing a little when pawed at. With a little difficulty, he squats down, petting and scratching at Fafo's cheeks and chin. "Did I summon you? Were you havin' fun outside?" He was more than aware of the concerned looks directed toward him, and it makes him a little anxious. Watching them leave, despite the kind smiles and cookie snatches, for some reason stung. He didn't want to seem like a burden, and he hoped he wasn't ruining or interrupting anything. Still, he waved politely and pushed himself to stand. "Ok ok, I get it. I never thought I'd be herded by a cat." Chuckling, he wanders over to the couch, dropping onto it with a soft sigh. He smiles at Volt, shaking his head. "You're busy. I didn't mean to interrupt. Actually, do you need help?"
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"Mrrrrrroooooowwwwwlllllll~" The snow covered paws were slightly damp while papping at hands. For as much fun as he was having outside, he loved those inside the inn just as much.
In true content cat fashion, Fafo was eager to get Diego to sit down so that he could make himself comfortable across their lap. It was enough to draw a few more chuckles from those who were heading out the door, but they all made sure to give their waves before they did so. The scritches to his fluffy cheeks had already got the motor of a purr going and Volt only shook his head at the sight.
Once they were seated, the feline had wasted no time in rolling over so he could get as many belly rubs as possible while Volt went to the counter to grab something. That something being the brush used to keep the kitten's coat from becoming matted.
"Just cuz I'm busy doesn't mean I can't check up on ya love." Yes, things were hectic. But they weren't so hectic that Volt couldn't look after his partner. Even if Fafo was taking over the majority of it, he was still a little worried.
"I don't need any help at the moment with anything. This is my second year with the Yule Festival so I've got a bit o' a routine. But if ya wanna brush him out while he keeps ya company, that will make it easier for him."
#ask the hybrids#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#soft spoken rocker: diego#dance with me in the moonlight: diego&volt#hexellent
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After the mishap on the construction site, the teen was sure that Fafo would be more than willing to behave now. He'd had his fun.
Harmony followed Fin into the room with Fafo still right on her heels. The sight inside was relaxing and she wasn't surprised in the slightest when the kitten's tail raised as he walked about the room. Not a single care in the world or worry. Just a general curiosity as she looked around herself.
While the language had gone over her head, Harmony returned the cline of her head and a smile. Thank Gaia Fin was with her to set things straight, or this would have been an interesting game of charades. Emerald eyes followed him as he stood, widening at the sheer height of the lanky human.
And some people thought Eggman was tall.
Yet the teen shifted her shocked expression into one of her bright smiles. "'S nice t' meetcha, and that's him. I promise he'll be good, but he might end up nappin' in your lap if ya let him."
The feline perked his head up at his name, releasing a 'purrrp' and trotting over as if he owned the space. Although, when one was an indoor/outdoor mouser in a large village, could one be so surprised? The offered hand was sniffed, then head bumped. A good a sign as any that he was perfectly fine with the scent of another cat.
Harmony had to stifle a giggle as the feline took a few rubs along the other's pants and then hopped up onto a shoulder as if it was the most natural thing to do. One hand held the makeshift leash out to the blonde.
"Ya can take the harness off him if ya want. When we come back later, it'll be t' go home so I won't need it on him."
"Yep! So feel free to go ham whenever you're on a site- keeps th' lights on at my place." They winked, a mischievous grin resting on their face at the comment. They half-wondered who'd deal more damage in a competition to destroy a site- Harmony, or Bakugo...it was something they were tempted to ask the two on at some point, but it wasn't something they could ask right away. A thought for another day.
They'd noticed the frown- the way the kid's tail slowed in its pace. It seemed she wasn't all too pleased with how Quirkless individuals were treated,...but that was just how society was. Fin hated it- and they did their best to dissuade the students from it. They weren't a teacher, though- not like Yagi. All they could do was offer advice and the like whenever a kid asked.
"I'm not entirely sure if it would- but I wouldn't put money on it." Their reasoning was much the same as Harmony's.- She was from a different world entirely. There was no telling how her abilities would react to Quirkless, if at all. Given the nature of them, it was likely Fin's power would have no affect at all.- But that also meant that other Quirks, like Aizawa's Erasure or Monoma's Copy- would also fail to produce results. Admittedly, they'd take that in stride. Someone who's powers couldn't be messed with or taken was more than welcome, in their book.
"Well, we'll just have t'hope he does...but y'never know with furbabies." Fin cast a glance to the feline. They weren't worried. Fafo seemed pretty well-behaved, even if he'd run amok on a construction site for a few minutes. They stepped up to the door, placing a hand on the handle and turning it- opening the door to reveal a small lounge on the other side, complete with a marble counter with a metal sink and tea-maker, as well as some oak cupboards...and a dull, ocean-hued blue-green mix of a couch near the middle- or rather, two couches, with a small white coffee table between them.
Sitting on one of those couches, hunched forward with a cup of tea cradled between two large hands, was a rather tall blond. He turned his head the moment the door opened- sky-blue eyes flashing for a moment, only to relax upon seeing the brunet. Though the look on his face turned inquisitive as he spotted Harmony.
"Hello, young miss." He bowed his head slightly.
"Ah--- English, love. This kid here's Harmony- she's from one'a th' Doors. Or...ring, I guess?" Fin scratched their head, moving slightly to the side so they weren't blocking anyone's view. "I was gonna let her play with th'kids in a bit, with Nezu's permission,...buuuut we were wonderin' if you could look after Fafo while we go speak with Nezu?" He stood- towering to his full height, walking a few steps closer and smiling lightly.
"My apologies.- Hello, young miss. And I wouldn't mind looking after 'Fafo', assuming that's the cat you've brought with you." His attention slipped down to the cat. Hopefully, Fafo didn't mind that he smelled of Prism. He leaned down, reaching out a hand for the cat to sniff, if he felt so inclined.
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Ingredient Run in the Snow
Whenever Lyra comes to visit them in the village, she always has an escort in the form of Fafo and her uncle. It just so happens that she's small enough to be able to ride the massive Maine Coon and he doesn't mind at all.
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Lyra belongs to @emeraldtied / @tatsdoodles Volt & Fafo belong to me
#journal page: queue#dusk doodles: mun art#free to reblog#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#spot of sunshine: lyra#small families stick together: arrow & fam#emeraldtied
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@chaosworthy asked:
The air was a little...tense. Maybe it hadn't been the greatest idea to bring Bolt along with them on their latest visit to the Inn, but the hawk had flown through their warp ring before the couple had been able to stop her.
And now? She was staring daggers at a certain feline. As if daring them to get close to Lyra, whom she was laying in the lap of.
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At some point, Volt knew this was going to happen. Had a feeling if anything with how much a certain feline looked forward to his little charge coming to visit. The fact that he trotted right into the lobby with his tail raised high said as much as he greeted the couple first with a few passes of their legs with his entire body.
It wasn't until he turned to make his way over to Lyra that he noticed the hawk.
"Mrrrrrrrr?" A questioning chirp, even a soft chittering cats were known for when looking out the window. His tail never bristled, his hackles never raised, just a minor tilt of his head before he closed the space between them on the floor.
He purred and rubbed the side of his head along Lyra's without another single care in the world to the glare sent his way, even licked her hair. Then without a single care to any protest, scooted his fluffy body right into Lyra's lap to share the space with Bolt.
"If I didn't know any better... I'd swear he's doing that just t' piss her off."
#ask the hybrids#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#small families stick together: arrow and family#chaosworthy
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@tentaplenty asked:
"I want to meet the beast cat." Not so much a request as it was a demand. She was still working on that part of being civil.
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While it was true and Rya's request could have been a bit more gentle, neither hybrid was going to fault her and Volt looked to his daughter with a nod of his head. They weren't sure how their friend would handle being away from the ocean for so long, so it only seemed fair to bring the 'beast cat' to her.
Thankfully he was well trained to never wander far from either of his family, but the moment he hopped through the open Warp Ring, there was a curiousness to the golden eyes.
A flick of his fluffy tail before it was held high in the air and he was back to looking around.
"Mrrrrrrrrooooooowwwwwwwwwwllll." The sand felt so different under his paws but he soon found himself looking up at the larger woman as he explored. Not an ounce of fear to be found, the feline trotted right over and rubbed himself against what he would assume was a leg while Volt and Harmony looked on.
"If ya want t' pick him up, just make sure ya support his back legs or he might accidentally claw ya tryin' t' keep his grip."
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There was a reason that Volt was always careful with his claws. The casting material was no issue for them to slice right through, but then again; neither was metal. Glancing up, he saw the way his friend was watching them and made sure to show that he wasn’t getting them any closer to the skin than he had to. Once the cast was off, the discarded parts were given a sniff by Fafo before he settled back in.
“At least when I’m done, ya can grab a shower and clean up.” Volt did his best to try to distract Basswood from focusing completely on what he was doing, but he knew it was a moot point. He had to focus and couldn’t hold much of a conversation while doing so. But he worked as quickly as he could without causing something to heal incorrectly.
“Ya can always call me if ya need somethin’. I’ll just need some time t’ recover in your Zone after.” There in the Inn, Volt was perfectly fine with drawing the Chaos Energy from the air to convert into his kinesis. “Here I can draw from around us… I’d have t’ use my natural reserves in your Zone.”
If it made sense or not was up in the air but now that there was another free hand, it was no surprise that Fafo and stepped right up to push his massive head into the fingers. Seeing the kitten more than content to get more attention, Volt chuckled.
“But if your friends ask, ya can say it was the healing purrs o’ him.”
it had been years since basswood had been alone like this. it was partially his fault, he knew, for leaving as he had. and technically he did still have tails, knuckles and sticks, oddly enough, back home. but without wisteria...things just weren't the same. it was part of the reason he had left, to consider the worst-case scenario.
if things didn't work out, if wisteria really did want to end things or couldn't even bear to look at him anymore...he had a choice to make. and not an easy one. he didn't think he could stay if that was the case, but leaving the rest of his friends...? that wasn't going to be easy either. maybe even impossible.
he didn't want to think about it, but he knew he had to. yet for the time being his attention was on volt's approach and that last minute warning that actually made the hedgehog grimace a little.
❝ oh, great. always wondered what that would feel like. ❞ the sarcasm in his voice was thick, and yet he didn't change his mind, didn't stop the hybrid from taking their claws to the cast. basswood had never seen anything cut through one so easily, and he was trying not to psych himself out knowing he was willing to let those things get close to his own flesh.
a good idea? he didn't know, but he did as he was told and stayed still after frowning at his arm in question. being in the cast for a while now, it didn't look the best but there was nothing he could do about it other than let his friend work. nonetheless his expression showed just what he thought of the sensation over his limb and it wasn't anything he was going to repeat anytime soon.
but there was a fascination in his eyes too as he watched the sparks dance and volt's concentration. whatmore, he could feel his arm healing, and again it wasn't the most comfortable feeling but when volt pulled back and basswood gave the limb a small flex it had clearly been worth it. no crippling pain, and everything seemed to be in order.
❝ yeah, a lot actually, ❞ it was impossible for him not to smile as he moved his arm back and forth a little. an odd feeling after weeks, but very much missed. ❝ nifty trick. would come in handy back home, but i guess we're destined to do without since we don't have the emeralds or energy or junk. ❞
#journal page: queue#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#such a cute couple: amy&sonic#dyadhogs
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Anyone wondering what the kitten in the lobby looks like, this is it. Fafo is currently 8 months old and pure bred Maine Coon. He’s still got a lot of growing to do, but he’s double the size of a house cat. He just might get to be slightly shorter than Harmony when standing on his back legs.
And yes, he will take chunks if you mess with either Harmony or Volt while he’s around.
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#Journal Page: Queue#Moogles Doodles: Mun Art#Free to Reblog#Loud Mouth Maine Coon: Fafo#((And now we see why her teammates joke that she tamed a bobcat))
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Anonymous asked:
Harmony, how does Fafo feel about headpats? Is it ok if I give him one?🥺🥺🥺
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"As long as ya ain't being a jerk t' anyone first, he dun mind 'em. But if yer just here t' cause trouble, he'll smack ya real good wit his claws." Harmony looked over to the lounging feline after answering the question. Mostly to catch his attention.
With a purring yowl, he slipped off the counter and made his way over with tail high in the air. If there was ever a chill cat, it was Fafo. When he wasn't having to beat the snot out of a toy... Or the local ferals.
"Mrrrrooooowwwlllll?" Well nonnie, are you just going to stand there and stare?
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"Least he lives up to his name." Volt was glad Boomer was safe from that incident and that Fafo was no worse for the wear beyond a few scratches. The local ferals would think twice before coming into the garden again, that was for sure.
#multiverse broadcast: dash commentary#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#even when i'm all alone/our love goes on and on: stardust & volt#stardustedhearts
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Volt found himself smiling as his fingers were taken by gentle fingers, leading the way into the kitchen so he could get them both a little snack. But he did see the pout after putting her on the stool and turned a blind eye as Fafo jumped up onto the kitchen island to keep his little charge company. It wasn’t like the kitten was barred from the counters, but he usually stayed off of most of them unless it was time for food.
The fact that Volt was moving about the kitchen and he heard the soft pop of the mason jar holding his jam, a murrrp reminded him that it wasn’t just the two Mobians in the kitchen.
“I didn’t forget you.” Violet eyes turned as a package was opened and two pieces of dried salmon were pulled free, and held out to Rose between two fingers.
“Here. You can give him a treat.” Taking a moment to let the questions being signed to him finish, he thought just a bit longer while waiting for the toast to finish. “It’s a bit hard t’ explain, but how ‘bout the next time I make some… ya help me in the kitchen?”
At the moment he didn’t have any fruit that would work for jam, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t grab some on a shopping trip later on down the line. Especially if it got his little charge to come a bit more out of her shell. He made his way over to the toaster just before it could pop on its own and brought them up slowly to keep from startling Rose. Two pieces were placed on one plate and two on another. Butter was put on both slices, followed by the jam.
“Here ya go. Strawberry jam on toast.” The plate was set in front of her with a smile, and just for good measure, the mason jar was brought over as well so she could see it. It was just the right consistency with a few chunks of strawberries for an extra burst of flavor.
She had been in complete awe at how soft Fafo was before being startled by Volt's voice. The cat purred so loud, the little bunny wondered if all cats sounded like that. She hoped they did. She also hoped they were just as nice, as the mane coon dragged over a huge fluffy pet bed. She climbed in hesitantly, finding it much comfier than the floor at least.
Speaking of awe, she seemed to stare at Volt, shocked that he actually understood, despite hoping for it. It took her an extra moment to recognize his response and process it. She looked heartbroken for a moment when told they weren't in season, but the look was quickly replaced with hope at the mention of jam. She hasn't had that before either, and her excitement seems to overshadow her anxiety for the moment. She nodded more enthusiastically than she had been since coming here.
With the hand offered, she was again starting to get shy, twisting and tugging at the end of her ears. But at the promise of food, and the genuine care that resonated off the hybrid, her littler hand reached up slowly to grab his fingers in hers. After a moment, she also reached to put a hand on Fafo, seeming to already have become attached to the feline.
For a moment she mourned the loss of the cat directly beside her as she was lifted on the stool, but she's once again distracted by the prospect of strawberries. She watched Volt, pink eyes following his every move. Eventually, her hands come up again to speak, waving first to get his attention. [How do you make jam? Do you just...squish the strawberries..? Aren't they hard to squish..?]
#journal page: queue#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#little rose tag tba#this is the way: adopted family verse#hexellent
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Anonymous asked:
I still can’t see how a cat would do that much damage to those two brothers that took Volt.
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“Take a good look at him and I think you’ll figure it out.” Volt pointed over to where Fafo was currently laying, sprawled out across the entirety of the coffee table nearby in the lobby as if it was the most comfortable place in the world. For a kitten, he was almost double the size of a house cat and not even a year old. A few clicks of the hybrid’s tongue and the feline raised his head with a wide yawn, stretching his paws and claws in the process.
“We’re pretty sure he was the runt o’ the litter when Harmony found him, but as far as we can tell.. He’s a purebred Maine Coon” Now that he was awake, it was time to demand attention from the only worthy one in the lobby. Jumping from the table to the counter in one swift move, Fafo rolled over to have Volt scratch at his belly and chest for a bit.
“Just cuz he’s not a Mobian, doesn’t mean he can’t do some damage.” Volt smirked. “There’s a reason Harmony named him Fafo after all.”
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@emeraldtied asked:
Lyra had refused to leave her cousin's side that afternoon for some reason. Maybe she was just bored of adults or maybe it had something to do with the flowers in the teen's hands catching the toddler's attention. Likely the latter given that Lyra had picked a few of her own along the way and looked up to Harmony expectantly. Holding them out, she only had one thing to ask. "Crown?"
Having company on a walk along the trails was something that Harmony never minded. Especially when it was her cousin. She even got a kick out of the fact that not only did it seem they had a feathery tag along, but also a massive feline.
But when they stopped in a flower field to take a break, the teen had to grin when she spotted the flowers being held up. Now there was an activity that she didn't do often that brought back so many fond memories.
"Sure and we can make 'em for your mom and dad too, okay?" She knew the answer and gestured to another patch of wildflowers. "Go grab some more, and we can get t' work."
Once the toddler returned, Harmony was more than happy to show her how to weave the stems carefully so they would hold in the shape of a crown. The first was placed on Lyra's head, the next was the teen, then Fafo, and finally Bolt. Fafo purred at his gift and made a point to thank the toddler by rubbing against her back before laying back down so they could keep working.
By the end, there were fewer flowers around their chosen spot to sit, but there was a crown for each of them and three more for their families.
"Ya did great. Look at all the awesome colors ya picked!" Harmony beamed and wagged her tail before standing up and offering one hand to hold the crowns and the other to her cousin.
"Let's get back, and ya can show off how cool they look."
#ask the hybrids#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#small families stick together: arrow&fam#emeraldtied
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@fabulousflynn asked:
"I brought something for Fafo." The boy's excitement was obvious as he placed the small box down and pulled out what looked like a cartoon mouse and a small remote. After setting the former down he used the latter to make the small robotic rodent move around at speeds that were far from slow. "I've never had a cat before so I can adjust some things if you think he'll like it more."
Harmony was excited to see her friend again and waved in greeting as he entered the lobby. But she wasn't the only one to pick up their head. A certain feline who was lounging in the nearby window rolled over and came over to say hello.
Which included rubbing himself all over the human's legs while purring.
Curiosity now had the better of those within the lobby, mainly what the teen had brought for the cat, but there was soon a hearty laughter from all who watched Fafo immediately start to chase the toy all over the lobby and dining area.
Oh, he was having the grandest time and it was just fast enough to stay out of his occasional play swipes. It took a bit more work to finally pounce on it, but probably the funniest part of it all.
Was that the feline brought it right back to Phineas' feet and dropped it with a few chitters being given.
"I think he likes it."
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@wanderingshadxw asked:
"So... this village got any strong drinks?"
"Depends on who ya ask." When the striped hedgehog had made his way down into the lobby that night, a part of him had been expecting to be asked that question. The poor guy looked like someone who just needed a break and was instead ending up on the wrong side of shit creek.
At least he seemed comfortable enough with coming around while there was still some daylight left. Not much but enough for the hybrid to point out the large windows to where the center square could be just seen down the hill.
"If ya want somethin' that can knock even the biggest Mobian on his ass, you wanna ask for Brutus' special down at the tavern. If you're just lookin' t' take the edge off, I do have a few beers on tap and some aged whiskey in my cabinet. Take your pick."
The entire time the hybrid spoke, golden eyes seemed to notice the other in the room and jumped up on the counter with a 'fwump'.
"Mrrrrrrrrrrp?" Did he forget to give a certain feline his pets? That won't do at all.
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Anonymous asked:
Not sure why you are so defensive. Him and your dad aren't on talking terms, and I doubt you have seen him. Also, how can you call him a friend knowing what he has done? Is genocide cured because he is all sad, and the power of 'friendship' fixes all his wrongs?
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Some Masked Mobians really didn't learn. They only managed about half of their words before Harmony had growled and that had been all it took. For what some would still consider a kitten, Fafo was larger than a typical cat. Those fluffy paws hid the large claws that quickly raked against an ankle.
The defensive yowl caused quite the scene for the rest of the patrons who had been relaxing in the lobby, along with the older hybrid who excused himself to see what was going on. He opened the door that separated the lobby from their living area just in time for the grey form to fly over the counter from a well-placed punch.
"I told ya t' shut yer fuckin' mouth but ya had t' keep going." Fafo had darted over the counter and launched directly onto the chest of the Masked Mobian, staring at them as if to dare them to move. The rest of those in the lobby had already begun to get up from their seats.
Anyone who managed to piss off the teen definitely was not going to continue. But they were willing to let her get out the rest of her anger with her words before they dragged them off.
"Ya don't know shit about our village. We don't judge anybody for anything they've done cuz if they're here, they're tryin' t' better themselves. You just show up with the rest of you grey faced pricks t' start shit and cause problems and we don't stand fer it." If it wasn't for Buddy's sudden hand on her shoulder, she might have followed right along with Fafo in pouncing on them, but she stopped. His arms came around her shoulders and brought her close while Volt offered the boy a nod.
"I might not know what's going on, but I'm not about t' let you speak t' my daughter like that. You can leave..." A pause while looking around the lobby. "And if I were you. I wouldn't come back."
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@dyadhogs asked:
❝ is he always like this...? ❞ 'he' in this case being the large feline that couldn't seem to leave the speedster alone, much to amy's amusement and sonic's utter confusion.
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As much as Volt wanted to feel bad for Sonic. It was his own fault for sitting down next to the best spot to catch what was left of the sunlight at that hour. The hybrid had just barely managed to stifle his snicker as Fafo wasted very little time in sprawling himself completely across the speedster's lap.
Grinch like paws reached up to bat the brown neckerchief. Partially because he wanted attention and partially because it was something to play with while he was lounging. This time Volt was unable to hold back the snort and offered an apologetic look.
"At least he ain't usin' ya like a tree this time." A pause as the kitten stretched again. "But t' answer your question... Yes."
Sorry Sonic. You're stuck there until the feline decides to move.
#ask the hybrids#traveling the multiverse: ic#loud mouth maine coon: fafo#such a cute couple: sonic & amy#dyadhogs
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