Scrap took Kinarus shopping for some modern clothes. None of the clothes he picked the panther liked. "Ugh... I hate all these garments. How done supposed to breathe under these restrictions.

"Maybe you need a different size." Scrap said as he puts on the latest hoodie. "Hold on. I'll see if they have a better size."

He leaves for 30 seconds and comes back to the dressing room. "Here try this on."

"Don't bother, mutt." Kinarus. "These will do."

"What do you mean--" Scrap dropped the clothes he brought. As he watched Kinarus. Tear off. The sleeves to the hoodie. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!"

"These sleeves so restricting! I couldn't move at all." He ripped the next sleeve off and moved his arm around. "That so much better."
He flinged the sleeve over to Scrap. His eyes widen at he saw the price tag.

His eyes wouldn't stopped twitching. "I guess I can go I can pick up a few extra jobs around town."

---

Kinarus belongs to me  Scrapbook
Art was done by  Wolfthings