Night on a desert planet is very cold. There's nothing around to trap heat. Usually that's not much of a concern for most folks, even the occasional pet people who end up there. If nothing else, they have plenty of fur to keep them warm.
It doesn't seem to be doing this fellow any good, though. As fluffy as he is, he's still shivering, slowly making his way down the street. His arms and even his tail are wrapped around himself and his ears are pushed down low into his hair. He's even wearing warm clothing, but is still shivering. In this manner he shuffles down the street, slower and slower, until he stops. Leans against a wall. Stays there, panting slightly.
When he hears someone coming he looks up with large, bleary golden eyes. Oh. He should ask this man for help. He should say something. He takes a breath.
No sound comes out and, furthermore, he can feel his legs buckling. Well, isn't this embarrassing....
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rosecarmine
Because Vash always needed a giant kitty, right?
Date: 2019-07-11 04:42 pm (UTC)It doesn't seem to be doing this fellow any good, though. As fluffy as he is, he's still shivering, slowly making his way down the street. His arms and even his tail are wrapped around himself and his ears are pushed down low into his hair. He's even wearing warm clothing, but is still shivering. In this manner he shuffles down the street, slower and slower, until he stops. Leans against a wall. Stays there, panting slightly.
When he hears someone coming he looks up with large, bleary golden eyes. Oh. He should ask this man for help. He should say something. He takes a breath.
No sound comes out and, furthermore, he can feel his legs buckling. Well, isn't this embarrassing....