nikolai_resnov
a friendly Soviet furry
"Living in the tundra of siberia yields great results" he joked to aaron before laughing a bit "actually i'm rather small compared to my eldest brother"
“Must be a pity then. How’d you manage?”"Always wanted to go to australia, i lived in Siberia Russia, lovely scenery... Horrible weather" he says laughing
Izar took the broken shards of glass and carefully placed them into a nearby bus bucket.
“Would you care to join myself, @nikolai_resnov , @Hatiblackwolf , @Dreva ? We are having some great talks?
“Thank goodness. I was actually getting worried that we’d have to evacuate everybody or something.” Aaron laughed at his own stupidity.Nikolai first turns his attention to address Aaron's question "everyone else is fine the landscape of Siberia is remote so the chance of radiation in lethal dosages getting leaked into main water supplies are practically nonexistent concidering how far Chernobyl and Pripyat are from any large body of water" he says to Aaron with a reassuring smile
Guifrog's sensible tympanum caught something different in the air. His mouth started to salivate; all he's eaten since he came to the bar was an ant.
"Yummy... is that a fly?" He looked at the direction where the sound came from, and noticed a very small buzzing something standing on a seat. He was almost prepared to tongue it...
Guifrog smelled something really good, which succeeds in changing his focus.
"Oh, thank you once again, king of the lions!" - he grinned with enthusiasm. He looked at the exotic pile of food in front of him. "Can't wait to taste those".
Before he would even think, he filled his mouth with chips. But there was something very... peculiar to that taste. He instantly recognized it, to his horror: SALT.
"AAAAAAAH WATER" - he desperately begged, almost crying. As a frog, that would hurt like he's just ate a chili pepper.