How Many Licks Does It Take?
12-11-2015, 02:06 AM
He was alone for but a few moments. His pace slowing just outside the borders as he let winters cool breeze ruffle his fur. Winter...it wasn't quite as cold here as it was back in the Northern tundras, and he wondered to himself why he decided to settle in the east rather then then northern lands. As his glowering blue gaze searched for nothing in particular, a scent unknown to him would find it's way, causing him to find the source. It seemed, however, that it had found him instead. A kid, of course. This pack was full of them, oh wondrous joy! He snorted at her question, rolling his eyes as his face showed clear displeasure. "Beat it, kid." It wasn't any of her business anyway. She was probably one of them. A Destruction that cried so much about family, but that was something probably reserved for their own kind. He wasn't part of their family, but maybe someday he'd prove that a name didn't make you all high and mighty. Not that he tried to be, he just...wanted to be accepted and show he was just as capable as any of them. |
