[ Yes, well... He was honestly trying to listen, but he couldn't think at all past the scritches. His ears flopped pitifully, one to either side of his head, and his foot kept going until he literally fell over, melting against Peter's leg, and them slumping on his foot.
He lay down on his side, right there, and listened to the conversation going on above him. He could barely keep up. Wasn't this form supposed to make surveillance easier? He thought he might get lost in it if he so much as tried. ]
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He lay down on his side, right there, and listened to the conversation going on above him. He could barely keep up. Wasn't this form supposed to make surveillance easier? He thought he might get lost in it if he so much as tried. ]