[Well, Ichimatsu sure does have a hell of a project on his hands right now. A project that's cried himself hoarse, his rumbling sounding more like a squeaky door than an actual tiger cub's vocalizations.
After a minute, he snuffles at Ichimatsu's parka, then his hands, his mouth suddenly opening so he can lick the back of his knuckles. Then, his stomach audibly growls.]
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Date: 2016-12-27 02:08 am (UTC)After a minute, he snuffles at Ichimatsu's parka, then his hands, his mouth suddenly opening so he can lick the back of his knuckles. Then, his stomach audibly growls.]