Welcome to Gaia! ::

Metou grinned to himself as he rolled in the long, dry grass of the savannah. So soft and fluffy! This was almost as good as that really strange pelt he’d found the other day that was stupidly long and soft and white. This was better, actually, ‘cause this wasn’t dead. He made a momentary ‘squick’ face. Eww, dead things. I mean, the pelts were fluffy-soft if he found scraps of them other people had discarded, but the time he’d tried to get a pelt off the preybeast he ate, it was gross and dirty and messy and sticky. No. Blech. He giggled loudly, white pelt flashing as he jumped momentarily above the long grass before diving back in. This was awesome.

Not as awesome as real hugs, but this part of the savannah was pretty empty of predators or scary people as well as huggable people, so he could deal.

Metou was unashamed to say that when the hyena appeared out of nowhere, he squealed like a little girl and put his paws over his face. After a few seconds, when no vicious attack came, he spread his toes and peered through the gap. He grinned,bouncing to his feet now, a silly smile on his face.

"I was rolling in the grass! It's really soft and fluffy! Did you know it's the same colour as you?"

Metou paused, an expression spreading over his face that suggested this was amazing and a huge discovery.

"Are you as soft as the grass?!"

Metou had the same expression of wonder-and-discovery again, tail wagging ten-to-the-dozen as he wriggled excitedly. Metou wasn't strange! He was just...Metou. Yes, yes. And he liked hugging people. Okay. Maybe he was a little strange but that was okay right? It was the good strange not the I AM GOING TO EAT YOUR BRAINS strange.

"That....is really clever. You're clever. I like you."

Metou nodded enthusiastically at this statement.

"Also there is one of those warm-water-pools up near my fluffyplace if you want a bath."