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Remember: everything Floyd says is made up.
Low rumbles left Floyd's throat as he wandered the forest around Pop Village, his ears perked slightly to listen carefully for any returning calls. When it came to courting.. Floyd was a bit new. Sure, he knew what to do- it was instinct for the most part; but it wasn't like he had done it much in the past. He had been too busy enjoying his music career to even think about the possibility of getting a mate. But now after reuniting with his brothers and safe from the greedy clutches of Velvet and Veneer, he wanted to at least give it a shot.
For a while, his broadcasts seemed to go unanswered. But just before he decided to give up, he heard a response. Floyd perked up at the noise, letting out another rumble in hopes of locating whoever had answered his calls.
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