Double Shot of Crown {SIEGE}
He marched alongside Bass, smaller frame keeping pace with his frazzled friend. He knew the mood was no call for joking, so he'd keep his mouth shut the whole time. The wolves of the other pack put him on edge, the much larger creatures didn't sit right with him, in fact, they reminded him of the pack that was hired to destroy his home. Of course, they weren't the same ones...but still. A scent would cross his sharp nose, the man's ears flattened to his skull as his tail grew bushier then it already was. Bass stopped at the borders,howling their presence before the crossed.
Good. At least Bass had the decency to do that and not play dirty. He hated when others played dirty. It was so...sleazy. When they paused in the middle of a clearing, red gaze flickered over to the tall grasses that bordered their fighting ring. Would they be coming from the tall grass for surprise attacks? No. Immediately his attention drew forward as a white male with...blood stains? He shuddered. How could someone wear that like a trophy? Man this guy was creepy. He would say one line before a wolf from the other pack burst forward. Dart rolled his eyes, so much for that. One by one, fighting would break out all around them, the Fox keeping to Bass side in the event he needed his help.
Glancing around uncertainly, all of the opponents seemed to be locked in group fights, he wasn't sure what the reasoning was behind that tactic, or if they were just trying to help each other due to being outnumbered, but he could admire them for their endeavor. Was nobody charging at him? Or at Bass? He was sort of thankful and sort of miffed, but at least he could breathe for the moment. He would leap on top of Bass' back, balancing there as he perched. If someone came at them great! He could ride his steed into battle! "There's...so much chaos.." He murmured mostly to himself as he watched the blood bath ensue. |