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Crescent doesnt speak to answer this one. instead he just lets Neo be the judge of that. upon contact with Crescent's fur, its soft however due to the matting and tangles in his fur it doesnt seem to be a smooth contact. soft, but if running your hand through his fur it'd get stopped a handful of times by the knots. after though, he seems to gently redirect Neo's paws off of him and moves to get up with a stretch.

' ' welp that's enough breaking the fou- I mean- enough of a break for me. I've got work to do back at home. I'd invite you, but it'd take you away from here. perhaps another time. the anons are welcome to ask me questions at my home though, it's always open for the asking. ' '

Crescent lets himself hunch forwards some when he's done stretching. he then reaches down to gently pet Neo's fluffy head, grinning.

' ' don't worry, you know im a common visitor. plus, you'll know where to find me if you need me. you managed to when you gave me those brownies on thanksgiving afterall. ' '

Crescent then waves as he turns and begins walking off.

' ' dont let them get you into trouble, okay? ' '

Is Crescent soft?

Neo snorts, and huffs in thought, looking up to crescent and narrows his eyes in thought, he moves and shuffles abit to hold his big paws out and touch and prod the wolf, respectfully, to test if he does have soft fur or not. Tilting his head side to side.

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' ' I'd hope so? what kind of question is that? ' ' Crescent takes minor offence to this anon's question, flaring his fangs with a deep seeded snarl following by silent clicks of his vocals. strange of him. regardless, he does seem to make his own physique relax when Neo shuffles closer, softly snorting.

' ' I've gotta go pretty soon buddy, but I think I can stick around for one more. ' '

Neo, do you feel safe with Crescent around?

Neos ears perk softly and he lets out a chuff. Looking up at the large canid, and nods to you softly. To prove it, the canine moves to shuffle in closer to crescents fur, trying to not get the open bloodyness of his injuries on his fur, he’s just trying to cuddlebug close to the wolf. Afterall, crescent is one of the only friends he has. In both this form and his usual metallic form. Not everyday anybody wants to be friends with a killing machine, or even on talking level. But hey, he was glad to have crescent around.

@crescent-the-lazy-wolfbones

' ' They must be blind, so i'll vocalize it. no shame in blindness. ' ' Crescent rumbles with a sigh. even if he's sitting, he still seems to remain taller than Neo without fault. he pulls his cloak around himself more in a comfortable manner, doing one of those big toothed yawns before he answers in words.

' ' I'm nine and a half feet tall, bordering on ten. im just built different. ' '

Crescent gives a cheeky sharp toothed grin. perhaps.. it was also smug.

Who's the bigger candid? Neo, or Crescent?

Neo pauses, and stares at you. He looks confused. Are you perhaps blind?? He looks between himself and crescent, and points a massive paw up at the larger wolf, with rapid blinking as if hes still confused on how you need to ask this despite the obvious diffrences. But, if crescent gets to gloat about heights, whos he to argue?

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' ' what am I, a barber? ' '

Crescent looks unamused. it seems even he, himself, doesn't take care of his own tangled and thick matted fur. however, Crescent eventually does reach over to pick up the brush; moving to kneel beside Neo.

' ' but.. they have a point. even if I don't brush my own fur, when the fur is smooth it does feel alittle better. don't worry, I'll be careful. ' ' Crescent assures before he begins to gently run the brush through Neo's matted messy fur. he struggles barely at first, but that's only because of how tangled Neo's fur was. eventually, he toughs through it though and gently runs the brush through Neo's fur a handful of times. he's sure to dodge brushing over or through the areas with injuries though. part of the reason he doesnt brush his own cheek fur anymore.

By the time Crescent's done, he settles back down into a sit and sets the brush to the side. he then runs his paw through Neo's fur gently and manages a soft grin. he pulls his paw away before speaking.

' ' what'cha think? feel abit better? ' '

You should have Crescent brush your fur. [*slides a brush over*] It could help you feel a little better (and it saves me from getting my hand bitten off).

The canine-hog perks his ears as he watches you slide the brush over to them both. And he seems very unsure about the whole ‘brushing’ idea. Considering how matted his fur is, it sounds painful. But the bloody werehog looks up to crescent to see if hes going to go theough with it or not.

Hes just hoping crescent has the decency to not brush over his open wounds. That’d be a painfest-

@crescent-the-lazy-wolfbones

' ' I think that means 'yes'. surprising to me too, don't get me wrong. I think you guys domesticated him... which is kinda ironic. ' '

Despite not being asked directly, Crescent goes ahead and speaks. he pops out his earbud to put it back into his black bag under his cloak whilst also tilting his head to the side some in faint recognition. Crescent readjusts his seating so he could lean his back against Neo's fluffy furred side.

Do you enjoy Crescent's company, Neo?

The werehog lifts his head from resting it on the massive wolves leg, looking twords you as if you just said something absurd. The werehog snorts in a way that sounds offended, before nodding vigorously, and shuffling closer to the large wolf with incomprehensible snarfs and quiet barks that are just made of his jaws opening and closing. Hes trying to awnser in words but he can’t.

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' ' because you're a bunch of idiots for one. and, plus- he's tiny. who in their right mind would buy metal off of you if he's pint sized and- in your words- 'useless'? nobody will want that. he'll get sized up eventually of course but not in time for you to tell him. what's stopping me from taking this blimp down? I dont want to deal with the blue hedgehog. he gives me a headache sometimes. ' ' The wolf explains and then yawns near the end of his sentences. however upon seeing the birds approach his legs he takes a few choice steps back. what does he step back to? a pipe. Crescent elbows it harshly yet not quite out of place, just enough for the steam from it to begin hissing. then? he elbows at the nearest window, listening to it shadow. the focuses back onto the birds. ' ' let me play to your ego then, if you'll not listen to reason. let me leave and return the little one back to where he belongs and surely you "intelligent" birds will be able to think up another ridiculous plan to steal another badnik that could go for millions. why not that epoch fellow? or rusty rose? if this one is as insignificant as you say then surely there's no point in wanting metal in particular? another step at my legs and I'll work on tearing this blimp down, just you watch. ' '

The wolf looked rather unamused about the predicament about being tied up with the metallic hedgehog. infact, dare say Crescent was bored at his potentially dangerous predicament.. though he does eventually end up speaking up.

' ' you realize I've got teeth and claws right? actually, I'll just show you. ' ' The wolf begins to chew on the rope with his sharp canines- atleast for himself. it doesnt take long before Crescent finds himself out of his binds and standing. though he does need to duck as to not hit his head on the top of the blimp. shockingly.. he even stands taller than the albatross.

' ' So.. your deal is selling or pawning off Metal? well I'll admit, im surprised you birdbrains got your feathery fingers on him without him decimating each one of you but I suppose that blame is to be put towards the doctor. ' ' Crescent rolls his shoulders, a soft pop and cracking some from his bones could be heard before he looks towards the babylon rogues again.

' ' why even bother with any of this? you've got a blimp. why waste so much energy and time trying to pawn off eggman's junk when chaos relics would go for millions more, hm? or maybe there's something in the gaia temples you lot could find for a history nerd willing to spend their entire life savings on.. plus, who do you expect is gonna buy metal from you? ' ' The Wolf tilts his head. ' ' and who's to say Metal wont kill the one who buys him? ' '

The birds are seemingly distracted for a moment, talking about incoming bids for the tech and robot, but waves attention is caught by the wolves voice and his easy breakout from the ropes. She lets out a surprised and intimidated sqauwk at his sheer size and violently taps the boys’s shoulders, their heads whip to the wolf and they both Caw out in fear.

“STORM, HOW DID YOU FIT THIS ONE ON THE BLINP-?!”

“Mmmmagic..-“

“Oh for FUCKS SAKE- hold on i got this-“

Jet grumbles to the two before glaring up at the wolf and scowling, marching up to the massive ‘mobian’ and glaring him dead in his eye. Feathers are ruffled and his blue eyes burn into the wolves. Its clear the hawk isnt amused but is also intimidated, but aswell cocky and thinks he can stand up to him.

“And who are you to judge us for makin a living here fuck-face? Eggmans fucked us, and multiple cities, up MULTIPLE times, hes tried to destroy the world dangnabit! And if sonic wont just KILL him, WE decided to start taking revenge in the best way we know how! Selling his shit or just trashing his place until sonics bitchass does something!”

The hawk shrieks, gritting his teeth.

“Dont underestimate a flock of bird, big dog! And plus, metals pint sized, he was easy to nab! Like stealing a child.”

Jet snickers, scowl turning to a cocky grin and putting his talons on his hips, rolling his eyes.

“You got a point there, big dog, but we find it fun to mess with the egghead and foil his plans, plus without his prized possession, metal, he cant really cause much destruction without sonic tearing through his robots in seconds! We’re helpin in our own way, and thats stealing from the wicked and givin to the city! We’ll be goin for more pricey expensive shit later though, dont you worry. And well, if you must know the highest bid for this little bitch is 2 MILLION rings! Or dollars, depends on what they’re paying with. But STILL. People want this little bucket ‘a bolts. But i take it some edge,ord like you don’t want nothin to do with this?”

Jet snorts as he rambles, throwing his talons and wings around in motions as he does, before perking his brows to that last statement. The green hawk then looks to the small robot and snorts, moving over to pick up the rather small cage the chao-sized robots in and holds it so the wolf can see it.

“You see this? You see how small and insignificant it is right now? It cant kill anyone in this state! And besides, we made sure to declaw it. It was.. a pain in the ass but hey, it worked.”

As the hawk holds up the cage. The tiny chao-sized hedgehog stares up at the wolf. It moves to slide its paw through the bars and pathetically reach and strain its tiny body to try and reach out to him for help since it recognizes crescent, letting out small mechanical cries once more. This is essentially a living hell for the little robot. Nothing but a little pet in a cage.