[Sneasel does a couple of fun and stylish poses up until Silver comes running and struggles to catch his breath, because he had to run pretty far to catch up. What the hell, buddy. Sneasel doesn't approach him; instead, he sits down next to Reiji and kicks his feet with a small smile.]
Good... Good job, buddy. You're the fastest.
[Who the hell are you sitting next to. Is he sketching? It's hard to get a peek while he's hunched over-]
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Good... Good job, buddy. You're the fastest.
[Who the hell are you sitting next to. Is he sketching? It's hard to get a peek while he's hunched over-]