in the house of flies

*Cesar* · 12-07-2015, 08:00 PM

The other wolf suggested finding something to eat, and the imp’s pale eyes lit up. He always felt like he could eat a whole stag (which was probably a terrible idea, since, whenever he did get the opportunity to positively gorge himself on something, he usually ended up throwing it up a few minutes later; being starving for a while and then eating excessively rarely worked out). ”Oh, yesyesyes!” he chattered. This was assuming that the other would be doing most of the hunting; Cesar was terrible at it.

He pranced to the side a little with excitement, cocking his head and flicking tattered ears. The stranger agreed with his observation – a pleasing thing to hear, after growing so accustomed to hearing ridicule for most of his actions. The ebony beast grinned, licked his lips, and then clacked his teeth together a few times. Hárekr. Yes, yes, this was very pleasing! He nodded enthusiastically. ”Yes, exploring!” he said with an eager grind to his voice. His tail swayed back and forth, and he’d prance a few steps closer, waiting to let the taller wolf take the lead. ”Háre will be… a friend to Cesar, yes?” he questioned expectantly. Since this was going so swimmingly, he might as well try and ask.

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