Mini Thing
11-05-2015, 02:33 PM
Apparently pulling her leg up was not the brightest idea, because the little fart tugged on her paw and shook her head, like it was some stick they were fighting for. Ears pulled against her head as she hissed in pain, her sharp little puppy teeth cutting moderately into the top of her paw as well as her more sensitive pad. Letting out a hiss of pain she gritted her teeth, letting the little one have her bit of success. It was going to sting like a bitch for a bit though, that was for sure. Blood trickled down her white paw and towards Rhys' mouth, and she wondered what the child would do when she was faced with a real wound that she had inflicted by herself. The tiny terror sure did some good work, if she really had been an intruder it would be a wound to think about. But with the weight of the pup held up in one leg, her puppy butt soon struck the ground. Quickly placing her own paw back on the ground, she bent down and gave it a few swift licks to clean the area, while her weight shifted slightly off of it. At last the girl seemed to realize that Mercy was a pack mate and not an intruder, although she didn't seem to happy about it. The pale woman chuckled, head slowly shaking side to side. "Don't worry, there will be a time soon when you will be able to tell each pack mate from the way they smell." she said softly, trying to reassure the grumpy child. Usually she would be running to the hills in a situation like this, but she had to admit, she liked this girls spirit. My my, how quickly the mood would change. Mercy grinned when the child's chest puffed up with pride, blue eyes meeting her own gaze. The sound of her thumping tail made her smile grow, head nodding eagerly along with her. "Yup, I would have been thinking twice about coming here with you to defend Imperium's borders." Mercy said with a soft laugh. At the pups introduction, a single black marked brow rose. Whys? That was a... strange name. But as Mercy replayed the sound in her head, she heard the slight fumble of her lips. Rhys? Yeah, probably. Tongue smacked against her lips, slightly unsure if she had the girls name right. "Nice to meet you, just puppy Rhys. So, do you have any brothers or sisters?" She asked, pushing herself to her rump as her elongated tail curled around her. She hadn't been by to see Rhythm and the pups, considering she still wasn't really a fan of her. |
Art by endless-adventure
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.