We'll dig a deep hole
02-04-2016, 12:48 PM
Suspicious of mostly everyone, Decim would turn his head but keep his smile strong. It was one of the odd things about the male. He was always curious about others but until proven otherwise he assumed wolves to be of bad nature. Of course he never voiced this out loud. His paws felt into the soft mud as he chuckled a bit. Elegance was one word for it, but Decim was certain pups could be swept away and killed if they were not careful here. "Deathly beautiful, that is true." he commented. This wolf was much older then he was that much he could tell.
"My name is Decim Walker, I'm new to Abaven." Decim introduced himself with a dip of his head. As long as he was here though, he had to make friends with everyone. He planned on staying for the rest of his life so there was just that. His tail flicked behind him curiously. What did this old man have to offer him? |