[hang on, he says, just hang on, as if cliff actually has any sort of choice on the matter.]
What the hell kind of bad luck curse did you put on me, you asshole? Podunk used to be boring before you came to tow--shit!
[flat on his back in a tight space that honestly hadn't been intended to fit his wolf form in the first place, getting the sort of leverage he needs to make any kind of impact on his current prison is more than a little difficult.
until he manages to plant one paw through the wood and gets rewarded with a torrential downpour of dirt through the newly created hole.
okay, so maybe he hadn't thought this whole thing through very well.]
listen buddy don't make cliff admit that he maybe kind of doesn't totally hate oscar okay
What the hell kind of bad luck curse did you put on me, you asshole? Podunk used to be boring before you came to tow--shit!
[flat on his back in a tight space that honestly hadn't been intended to fit his wolf form in the first place, getting the sort of leverage he needs to make any kind of impact on his current prison is more than a little difficult.
until he manages to plant one paw through the wood and gets rewarded with a torrential downpour of dirt through the newly created hole.
okay, so maybe he hadn't thought this whole thing through very well.]