Carry On, Wayward Doofus
Normally Mithras might have been a bit exasperated at the whole awe and horror show, but this youngun' seemed a little more out of sorts than most. She was so tiny too, at least in comparison to his own massive build, that he only frowned. Mith decided to lay himself back down (albeit slowly) until he rested at last in a sphinx-like position in the hopes of making himself look at least a bit smaller. "I'm not a star," he said simply. "I'm just a wolf! But where I'm from, wolves just kind of look like this. You look pretty strange to me too," he said with a crooked smile, tail thumping weakly against the ground in an effort to show his good humor. Gods, it was like the little thing thought he was going to attack her! "My name is Mithras! What's yours?" "Talk" "You" Think |
