*cutely adds a bio* slug (lol) he/them gay voice claim: cavetown (hehehe) softie, but will lash out from anxiety hates the way he is, but sticks to stay with his friends -------- Slug was born in a place of Snavile, a place full of the same snail-like creatures like them. Slug felt the warmth of his mothers' tongue rub against his cheek, "Awaken, my child." said his mother, "We are going somewhere.". Slug stretched, he slowly got up grunting as he did. He hated waking up during noon, it makes him super sleepy. His mother grabbed them from the scruff gently, bringing them outside their snail shell shaped home. Their brothers and sister were waiting on the mossy, stone walkway. "Slug! You're finally up!" said his sister. "We are going to-" the youngest brother pawed the sister's mouth. "Shut it! It's a secret, dimwit!" the youngest brother whispered. "Gruh, why at noon? I'm still tired." grunted Slug, who rubbed their sleepy eyes. "Boohoo, because its prettier at noon." exclaimed the middle brother. Slug snorted, "Of course, but I don't see the 'pretty' in it right now. "No duh, we woke you up at the wrong time." his middle brother hissed. (end?? might add more)
