Melianthus major

@Daighre

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To someone like Oleander, fog was a thing of safety. Most inexperienced individuals saw it as a fearful thing, as various threats could take advantage of your lack of sight. But, once you learned not to rely purely on that one sense, there wasn't much to worry about.

The mist wasn't all too thick in particular today; Though it was still noticeable. As they pressed deeper into the pasture, they drank in the various scents around them. Grass, trees, birds, and various other animals were present.

They soon made their way towards a fairly thin tree and sat under it. Looking upwards, they watched as the sun broke through the horizon, dying the cloudy sky in oranges and pinks.

"I wonder if this would be a good time to go hunting?" Oleander wondered aloud to themselves.

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It was early.

It was morning.

He existed, and the rest of the world sure fucking did too.

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“The fuck you talking to, blue balls.” He barked, through the mist.

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Oleander's eyes widened for a second, as they hadn't expected someone to greet them like that. Blue balls, huh? How...creative. Their head quickly swiveled their head towards the source of the voice. A male with a sour look on his face stood nearby.

"You have quite the colorful vocabulary, huh?" Oleander chuckled with a fox-like smile on their face. "Well, to answer your question, I was talking to myself. It's a normal thing to do, is it not?"

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‘It's a normal thing to do, is it not?’

He stared.

His expression expressionless and yet judgmental. His ears pulled back, flat, against his head. And yeah, no. This wasn’t fucking happening.

He already dealt with fucking half-and-half’s insane bullshit.

He didn’t fucking need anyone else’s fucking half-brained fucking bullshit.

“Whatever, blue balls.” He huffed.

He had better shit to fucking do.

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He made sure to shoulder check him, when he passed.

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Oleander chuffed in amusement at the other's response. So, he was going to leave just like that? What a shame. Though, they'd expected something like this to happen sooner or later. They've met a multitude of people who thought of their interests and way of speaking as peculiar.

"Well then," They grinned, curling their tail around their paws. "I hope you have safe travels, sourpuss." He insisted on calling them blue balls of all things, so they decided to return the favor.

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