[ Mejojo watches Auger dig through his pack with interest, his tail even swaying lazily to help convey that curiosity. Were it anyone else, Mejojo would be irritated that he was the one that was less equipped to handle this situation, but so long as it was Auger, it was functionally the same as if he had it himself. He doesn't even think of it in terms of using his brother, but simply that sentiment that they were all the other had. This was as natural to him as it had always been, even if their setting was bizarre.
He catches the firebomb with ease, and his ears perk forward in his surprise, though they're quick to go back to a neutral state. He turns the device over in his hands, looking at it curiously, though he still listens to Auger's explanation attentively. ]
I wasn't worried about that. There's a limit to your rudeness.
[ BUT NOT MEJOJO'S... Also, throwing a live explosive is apparently just rude. Cool. ]
If they explode, we should find a higher vantage point to throw them from. A cliff, perhaps? [ Remember the good old days of pushing wolves off cliffs... Peppridge Farm remembers. ] I'd rather be certain we don't get cornered by flames as well.
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He catches the firebomb with ease, and his ears perk forward in his surprise, though they're quick to go back to a neutral state. He turns the device over in his hands, looking at it curiously, though he still listens to Auger's explanation attentively. ]
I wasn't worried about that. There's a limit to your rudeness.
[ BUT NOT MEJOJO'S... Also, throwing a live explosive is apparently just rude. Cool. ]
If they explode, we should find a higher vantage point to throw them from. A cliff, perhaps? [ Remember the good old days of pushing wolves off cliffs... Peppridge Farm remembers. ] I'd rather be certain we don't get cornered by flames as well.