Ash
He/Him/Them
26
December 2
Aspertia City, Unova
Pansexual
Picking up the pieces
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But I, I will, go on howling and hollow
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Ashley Shepard
Old MacDonald calls Life Alert [M]
POSTED ON Jul 10, 2022 19:17:34 GMT
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tag notes | The Wooloo doesn't seem too talkative. There's a pang inside of the silver-haired man that made it hard for him to ignore her. When Sawyer stares more at the cute little sheep, covering his mouth to not show himself to be so captured by a cute fluffball, the sheep closes her eyes, throwing her nose up, mouth curved in a knowing smirk. It was the bow. It had to be the bow. Trainers loved her for her bow, and she knew it.
And then that dog ruins her day, the little Yamper approaching Sawyer, with tail wagging in ceaseless cuteness. His attention was stripped from the sheep, as he got onto a knee, and calmly enough stated "Hey there." Smitten by this second cute entity, the female Wooloo puffs her cheeks out.
HOW. DARE. SHE.
The ranger comes over soon after, the amorphous Ditto upon his shoulder, as Sawyer looks up from the little Yamper. "Oh. Hey, guy. This little pup yours?" He smiles, getting back to his feet. Brushing himself off a little, with push of his shades up the bridge of his nose, he extends a hand out. "Ashley Sawyer. Just call me Sawyer."
Sizing up the Ranger, he seems generally unbothered. He has this chill persona from the getgo that Sawyer could get behind. This guy seems to be both relaxed and prepared at the same time. Respectable. I need this vibe.
Clover suddenly found herself in front of a Grookey, the little chimp hopping off of Sawyer's shoulder, holding out his stick to the little pup. He intended to play fetch while they had a second, as his squeaks propose the idea to the electric doggo. Maybe it was the scenery, their surroundings, or something else entirely, but the chimp was entirely too relaxed.
Rolling into his leg, the female Wooloo hides her face in his pants, leading Sawyer to blink in honest confusion. "Aw... hey there." The red cheeks of the sheep hid away, unable to face Sawyer.
Turning his silver eyes up, he shrugs to Tam. One second she's smug, the next she's shy and hiding her face in his pants leg.
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