[Philly and ganta] If you can't be good~ be good at it

Legs brought him back to his selected hiding place for the nights. Philly he had stashed here this morning after he had her cleaned up and everything. He did a lap around the area first to ensure that no one was close enough to his new sidekick. He rather enjoyed her company. He had a plump rabbit for her as he made his way in. His voice came with a muffled bark. He didn't see a need to make her hide too much. In fact he had taken her all over to explore and stuff, this was just his perfered sleeping place. It was sheltered and had a vast expanse for Philly to roam.

He would of taken her with him but had thought better of it since it was likely he had gained attention and the ire of a whole pack already. Oh well, can't look this good and be this awesome with out stirring up a little trouble here and there. he gave a smirk as he came into the brightest part of the cave. His eye scanned for signs of Philly. She could of left and he would of probably waited for her here and just let her enthuse to him about her day and adventure. He was growing quite fond of her. Even if she shared the freaks mutations she didn't share his hate of all things fun. He set the rabbit down and sat then. His head tilted back as he howled for her to come. She wasn't required immediately but she was required to check in eventually. He lowered himself to wait. His eye was on the entrance. He smirked, figuring she would likely try jumping him and chewing on him. She was a handful but he did love her. She was well cared for and even more so spoiled. She wanted it and he got it for her. This was something he was sure even ganta couldn't get mad at him for. So what he had stole her but did ganta ever think for a second about how lonely he was without another Hellstrom by his side faithfully. Whatever the case Philly would grow up a Hellstrom and be proud to be one.