My Fursona Snow being teased and taunted his alter Ego Jester. This is sorta Vent art I drew while sick.

"You know I'm all in your head right," Jest laughed in a dark, teasing tone.

"Leave me be right now, Jester," The other, Snow, spat back. "I'm not in the mood to be friendly."

"Oh?" the hound gasped feigning a hurt expression, "What did I ever do yo make you like that?" A devious smile stretching across his lips as the words, smooth as silk echoed out.

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