Therein lie the problem.

“You… you would still honor their memory by moving on, and moving forward. Let the next one carry on the tradition.”

To be honest…

He’d encountered something similar to this, with Mike—his Pelipper was actually the second one already of his name; as the first one had died to another tentacle hentai monster way back then. But we don’t talk about that, oh no. Not today.

Before he could continue, the jingling of a crown caught his attention before the two troublemakers—well, one and a half because Smokey was the voice of reason between these two Wooloo—reappeared.

William the Wooloo then proceeded to roll straight at Billi’s legs, wanting to be cuddled.

(Or even better, carried and spoiled rotten.)

“Oh no,” Alexei chuckled. “William wants pets. Anyone he rolls into and stays right at their feet, he likes.”

(Which was saying something because William was a finicky-ass Wooloo.)

The black-wooled Wooloo could only roll his eyes and watch his partner literally laying it on thick. William’s aura was literally screaming ‘adore me!’, no questions asked.

Smokey could only sigh, before trotting over and nipping at William’s ear, warning the other to calm the hell down before he overexcited himself.

At the mention of the pictures, though, that drew his attention and made him look up, alight with curiosity.

“You gotta show me those! Come on, come on!” he enthused as he scooted over, waiting for the younger man to start showing off the pictures of victory.