02-21-2020, 08:35 PM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]'We are going to get skin cancer, Char,' Camille sent the thought over to Charlot through their bond. He stared at the sun with a contemplative expression as he laid draped across Aphrodite's back, reminiscent of a rather rank fur coat. It was hot, too hot for the albino's liking. His dinky little parasol was stowed away in one of the many bags Aphrodite carried and it was just too bothersome to retrieve it.
"Aphrodite, dear, are we there yet?" Camille sent a pink glance over to their loyal steed. She replied with a lazy blink and a flick of her ears. The fox sighed in dismay. Not yet, huh? Ugh. This situation wasn't very cash money. Why couldn't it be...misty? Or foggy? Not rainy, because then his fur would get all matted and it was a real pain in the ass to comb it.
"Waaagh, big brother, can you make Aphrodite go faster?" Camille whined, trying to press his face into his twin's side. The fox opened his mouth to complain some more when Aphrodite skidded to a stop. He shut his mouth and peered down, trying to look for any physical signs of a border. Nothing. The smell was strongest here though, so he supposed this was their stop.
Camille straightened himself up, brushing sand out of his white coat. Finally, he scampered up Aphrodite's head and craned his head out. "Hello hello? My big brother and I are here to join! Can you guys please let us in? All this sun is messing up my skin," he called out, jingling his bootleg jewelry with a quick motion. Hopefully they had some mineral water over in the camp--Camille wouldn't mind drinking the cheap kind if it meant quenching his thirst.
//please wait until Charlot replies!
"Aphrodite, dear, are we there yet?" Camille sent a pink glance over to their loyal steed. She replied with a lazy blink and a flick of her ears. The fox sighed in dismay. Not yet, huh? Ugh. This situation wasn't very cash money. Why couldn't it be...misty? Or foggy? Not rainy, because then his fur would get all matted and it was a real pain in the ass to comb it.
"Waaagh, big brother, can you make Aphrodite go faster?" Camille whined, trying to press his face into his twin's side. The fox opened his mouth to complain some more when Aphrodite skidded to a stop. He shut his mouth and peered down, trying to look for any physical signs of a border. Nothing. The smell was strongest here though, so he supposed this was their stop.
Camille straightened himself up, brushing sand out of his white coat. Finally, he scampered up Aphrodite's head and craned his head out. "Hello hello? My big brother and I are here to join! Can you guys please let us in? All this sun is messing up my skin," he called out, jingling his bootleg jewelry with a quick motion. Hopefully they had some mineral water over in the camp--Camille wouldn't mind drinking the cheap kind if it meant quenching his thirst.
//please wait until Charlot replies!