Ramhorn lowered his gaze back to the ground and lifted his foot once more to look over it. He tried to imagine what it would be like having fingers, what it would be like to be able to hold things with something other than his mouth or by impaling it on his horn. He found himself watching Jazz dangle from the basket again and sighed.
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Date: 2009-05-22 05:23 am (UTC)Unfortunately, he would never know.