Work is work ;; leaving to give gift baskets

[Cobra]

[glow=#000,1,400]SOMETIMES I SLEEP ALL DAY, BECAUSE I HATE THE SUNLIGHT — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

The voice was one he knew and he let his head turn. The jet black lion would offer a friendly smirk. His braided mane of slate grey ruffling as he dipped his head to the cheetah. Lightning blue eyes sparkling as the male rambled on and he let his claws flex into the earth under him. Not threatening in nature, but rather relaxed in nature. The brute offered a rumble, his form of a purr, and spoke. [glow=#ffffff,1,400]Got a lot of stops to make it to. I am sure i will be alright, though.[/glow] He replied to the first question, despite the fact the other answered for him.

[glow=#ffffff,1,400]But, if i run into trouble i can handle it. I know a thing or two about talking my way out of trouble.[/glow] He laughed slightly. [glow=#ffffff,1,400]And you are welcome. I hope it gives you many moon cycles of use.[/glow] The vampiric lion offered casually. Then he noted the offer of help and he hummed. [glow=#ffffff,1,400]I can handle this, but when i return i may need a hand getting ambassadors under wraps.[/glow] He offered with a flick of his tail.

[glow=#ffffff,1,400]speaking[/glow]