Keep Your Friends Close
Weaponsmaster
01-07-2016, 12:11 PM
Ashmedai was currently rolling in the thick mud that had begun to spread around the pack lands. Everyone else seemed to avoid it, but Ashmedai couldn't figure out why. It felt cool and when it dried, it cracked and fell off. He wondered if he could fool anyone. He heard the sluggish noise of someone walking through the mud, and decided to lay still. The steps got closer and Ash held his breath. One more step... no two... okay, three, two, one... Ashmedai jumped up, yelling as loud as he could. He realized, in the action, that the one he was scaring was Mieu. A tinge of guilt panged his heart, but before he gave up his act, he wanted to see what Mieu would do. Could he smell Ash through the mud? Would he know his voice that well? Surely he would be startled... Ash felt bad, but wanted to see how it played out. "Listen to me talk, 'but know my thoughts |
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
