[Yeah, yeah, yeah. Peh. Walking stinks. Grr. Anyway, Toothless waddles on, sniffing around for the two-legs' smells. And getting nothing. Which is irksome, drat it.]
[Rawr, it really is. Hmph. BLASTED TWO LEGS, NEVER AROUND WHEN THEY'RE NEEDED! Toothless sniffs around for a minute...then grumbles disconsolately and plops down with a snort. Sorry, dude. He'll have to wait till Hiccuppy comes back.]
[He really prefers to perch, not flop. Flopping's hard when you have no arms. He twitches his tail back and forth. Man, humans are kind of useless when they aren't bringing fish.]
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