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No Disrespect [Pack Challenge]



Tsarvix

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
54
player

Treat 2019
06-07-2019, 02:50 PM

Tsarvix


Little argument would come from the male as he was asked to calm himself, forcing a wave of relaxation to flow from his jaw to the tip of his tail and down all the way to his paw pads. It was more then likely that there was more to this visit then Tsarvix knew. He reminded himself how the Fallen God had led him through the maze to find Pyrrhic, and considered that He was behind the scenes here, too. It explained Pyrrhic's nonchalance, at least.

Lost in thought, Tsarvix almost didn't notice when Pyrrhic addressed him once more. He jumped slightly as his God's words broke through to him. ”I wish to speak to that woman. You can join me if you like, but you mustn’t glare or you’ll scare her away.” Did he glare that often? Tsarvix made a mental note to improve his social side, if only so that he could better help Pyrrhic with his path. "I'll come." He forced his voice to remain exceedingly calm and potentially friendly, willing himself to give his God no reason to send him from his side. Even if Pyrrhic's confidence was well-placed, the devout male had no intention to leave him alone in the battlefield.

Pyrrhic fell alongside the albino female, and Tsarvix took a moment to try and see what it was that his God saw in her. She was beautiful, he couldn't deny that. It was as if the landscape had drained the color from her, leaving only a splash of pigment atop her face. Her eyes were different, too. Tsarvix had never seen a wolf who's eye colors did not match. There was a serene grace in the way she held herself. Was Pyrrhic drawn to her beauty, as well? He wasn't sure how he felt about that.

Sighing softly, Tsarvix pulled himself to his full height and did his best to look respectable but at ease as he trotted up behind Pyrrhic. It wasn't hard to not appear intimidating when he stood shoulder to shoulder with his God. The stark contrast in their height meant Tsarvix might as well have been hidden in his shadow- completely insignificant. He was glad for it, however; surely if the female was to flee Pyrrhic couldn't blame his follower.


"Speech"


PYRRHIC is allowed to crash any of TSARVIX's threads, as in his eyes he is his God.