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*Ritsy* · (This post was last modified: 03-09-2017, 10:19 PM by Ritsy.)

Another wolf showed up and then Ritsy got on his best behavior. His mouth shut itself and his eyes focused on Fortune. He didn't know of the distaste of others half the time. His mind was in a world of its own. Even if his mange did one day get cured it was certain the male would always be an oddball. Though it was obvious how much he depended on Faite. He stuck close to her, like a nervous child who didn't want to leave their guardian's sight. However when it came to hunting he knew exactly what to do. "Just tell Ritsy his job and he shall do it." he generally was very fast a lot of other wolves used him to separate the animal from the herd.

He could also defend others from the antlers or dangerous things. Snapping at legs, antagonizing, Ritsy was most definitely good at that. His eyes flashed for a moment. He also really enjoyed killing in general - it just was no longer towards his own kind. Drawing blood from prey was the only thing he would have to suffice from that was for certain.

"Talk"

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