An Action Jock

[flamedog]

In the evenings, for about half an hour, there is a howling that has struck up over the last three or four nights. The originator of said howls is one Jock ("Jock") the Arcanine™. If you speak either Pogglespeech or Doge, you can understand what is being said:

"Go away, moon."
"Nobody wants you."
"You have a stupid face."
"I'll bite you if you come here."
"You're the worst."
"My mom could kick your butt."
"You can't even handle this, bro."
"Leave and don't come back."
"You're a stupid moon."
"I'll set you on fire if you don't go back to where you're supposed to be."

Maybe someone should tell him to shut up. Or maybe someone should join him to tell the moon what's for.

Comments

[travelingbelle]

Oh no, little tears. Blue didn't want to deal with little tears tonight. So she planted her hands on her hips and swiveled to give the moon a defiant staredown.

"Maybe we both need to roar at it."

[flamedog]

Jock shook his head up and down again, vigorously, and then licked your face twice so as to give you encouragement.

He then roared at the moon with all of his might.

[travelingbelle]

She drew up as much night air as she could into her lungs with a deep, deep breath. While she wasn't an Arcanine, and roar certainly wasn't in her moveset, that wasn't going to stop her. Neither was trying to respect other peoples' bedtimes.

Side by side with her pup, she yelled out as loud and as hard as she could.

[flamedog]

Jock leans over and licks you on the face several times after his howling is over. You're so good at howling! It was very moving. Jock is extremely moved.

He may be crying. He's crying. Why are you so perfect.