Board Thread:Off-Topic and Fan Made Slimes/@comment-39896453-20190729235816/@comment-31220925-20190816085137

Dawn fluffed her fur out and let out a low amalgam of a growl and a yowl. Her mate was hissing and lashing his tail, while the kits sheltered behind their mother, whispering something to themselves.

"How do we prove you anything!? I barely even know where i am and who you are. Also, if you were mouse-brained enough not to notice, we're starving." Thistle harshly mewed, his voice calm, but his eyes clouded with fear.

"Cut it out, Thistle!" Dawn replied to her mate's insult and spun around to face the dogs. "Please don't hurt us... W-we..." Her stomach growled. Her kits let out a pained yowl, one after another. "We can't defend ourselves, we can't do any harm to you-" She was cut off by a snarl. "Thistle! We'll never get out if you continue being hostile! I know you're worried, but what you're doing is mouse-brained and it's not going to get you anywhere!" Dawn scolded her mate. Thistle nodded and backed away to keep an eye on their kits. The two were playing without a care in the world, to their father's suprise, but he sat down and watched them.