( “ you’re not friend … “ || fluff )
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the blond smiled lightly as he would pat who he thought was friend.
" yknow, friend, " he spoke airily to the sheep, though knowing he wouldn’t respond. " you’ve gotten really soft. and kinda taller. " the raccoon finished, chuckling a bit. " though i could be remembering wrong. you might’ve been like this. " he expected some sort of baa by now, at least, and grew a bit worried, though not very. the sheep wasn’t even eating some grass! friend like - always did that.