[ His excitement can be measured in how fast his tail goes--- visions of dirtied, dank, and barely touched places dance in his head and that fluffy beater starts to whip back and forth uncontrollably. If he had been a smaller Wolfskin, he might've provided enough momentum to get his entire body to shake.
Instead, it starts to slow.
And slow.
Then stop, at the words 'dining hall'. ]
... you mean, an eating place? What kind of fun is that?! Wait, hold on. Are you allowed to cook your own food there? For your friends?
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Instead, it starts to slow.
And slow.
Then stop, at the words 'dining hall'. ]
... you mean, an eating place? What kind of fun is that?! Wait, hold on. Are you allowed to cook your own food there? For your friends?