Beautiful Bones
11-26-2015, 01:46 AM
This cave was rather funny to him, not that anything was not funny. Ritsy had skipped his entire way here, until he stopped remembering something his late mother told him. He should be wary of pack lands, his nose was picking up the scent of one near here. As he rolled down onto the sand so his stomach settled on the ground his eyes blinked looking over at the shore. So far away, it almost felt like he could just jump into that water right now. His stump of a tail wiggling behind him as he clamped his jaws together. Whining slightly at the thought of so many wolves being in one place. That meant - they had to die sometime. Then he could collect eyes and their bones.
Ritsy giggled for a moment as he pulled his front paws underneath him. Perhaps he could be seen as a thread being so close to the pack lands - however he was a threat but not in a way that an entire pack had to seek to get him. He hummed to himself rocking his head back and forth. He was dangerous in the sense that he was nothing more then a merely dirty, stinky child with an aggressive mind that could snap at any moment. It grew stranger by the day. As it was the middle of the day, that was only saying so much. |
Warning: This character is prone to violent unpredictable actions