Open The Trenches Trembling Treble

[Berchar Fleetfoot]

Sandy fur and large ears do little to mask pink tinges, and Berchar positively flushed red at the compliments on both sides. He couldn’t remember the last time beasts had been so encouraging, and knowing that he was blushing at the praise simply made the matter worse. He coughed, adjusting his spectacles, and didn’t really realise how much he had unconsciously leaned towards the red panda’s affectionate gesture. Had he done so he’d have gone scarlet indeed.

As he settled back a little and looked to Whisper he noticed they seemed suddenly anxious again; it was difficult not to worry if it had been a faux pas of his own making before they clarified. Oh. He blinked. “Ah yes, of course-” he began digging through his pockets. “How much was it, again?”

 

[Pomodu lu Modokunomulo]

At the mention of payment, Pomodu brightened, immediately reaching into her bag and pulling out a pawful of golden hundred-gilder coins, then stopped. "Oh." The lessons of their last encounter could almost be seen playing behind her eyes as she slowly put them back. She cleared her throat, remarking, "I no a'm payi'ngu foh Behcha'ru u'nlessu he a'suku. I'su how mu'ch?" she inquired.