Wolf: Sure thing.
(I finish up the concoction and hand it over. Then I climb back over the counter to my own cup.)
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(Wolf nods at Black_Fur and returns to his coffee.)
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*sculls her mocha, smacks the mug down on the counter and screams...
YES!!!!!
...at the top of her lungs, before calming down and thunking her chin thoughtfully on the counter*
Good mocha. Sad day.
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(Wolf wipes the hot coffee off his chest and lap and glares at Montana.)
Wolf: I'm glad you've had a breakthrough.
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*raises a thoughtful brow at Wolf*
Oh, oops!!! Oh geez, sorry dude. ... Let me help with that burn.
*grabs some duct tape and some ice, you can probably see where this is going*
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*stops midway to taping ice to Wolf's chest*
Ah... I'm planning on heading back to Montana, there are some issues with that that are making me sad.
I also went out to the park near here to try and shake the mood, and followed that experience with a quick shopping trip to a busy supermarket. My park mindset did NOT mix with the shopping.
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Wolf: Hmm, well, I hope things go well for you in Montana. And you can leave off the ice; I'm a Werewolf; it'll heal.
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*peers into BlackFur's cup* Yeah? Hmm... I've never had coffee with Irish Creme before.
*takes a big sniff, well away from the cup so she doesn't gross BlackFur out* *licks her lips*
*finishes up with Wolf, pats his duct tapes chest with now almost melted ice cubes proudly*
All better! *grins and dives away, putting a counter between herself and Wolf*
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*sighs and stomps outside* I'm going to go eat somebody. Be back later.
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(I vault over the table and spring out about 30 feet tackling Montana and begin to tickle her mercilessly.)
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Ack!!! *squirms* Nooo!! My only weakness!!!! *cackles and tries to get out from under Wolf* *fails, so resorts to shifting herself a muzzle, while her giggles turn into weird throaty snickers, and she bites him on his lower jaw*
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Wolf: Grph!
(And so we go crashing around the cafe like a couple of dogs, laughing our fool heads off.)
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*flashing her teeth with dipped ears in a big wolfy grin, she nips and licks his muzzle, then leaps away, landing a little clumsily on the top of the counter*
*she gives a short howl/yip, sticks her nose in BlackFur's coffee, snickers and leaps out the door as a regular walks in*
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*stands suddenly by monty * hehe hows it hanging chica.. ?
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*lands on top of Sparrow on her way out the door*
*knocks him down the few rickety wooden stairs and onto the ground*
*shifts back* Whoops!! Hey dude, what's up? Haven't seen you here for a while.
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*turns head towards cafe* Uh oh... gotta run!! *scrambles off Sparrow and shifts into a wolf as she lopes off into the forest*
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*ears prick at the sound of the whine*
Awww...
*lopes back into the Cafe and jumps back on the counter again*
I didn't think my nose was that gross *winks as a wolf, then grabs the coffee jug with her jaws and pours some into a new mug. Noses around for the Irish Creme (still open, phew) and using her jaws again (with minimal slobber) tips some into the coffee*
*noses the Irish Coffee over to BlackFur, licks her on the face, then runs off again out the door*
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