hang your head
for eris
08-19-2019, 07:15 PM
His fantasies of enacting revenge on his captors could only occupy him for so long. He wasn't used to lying around doing nothing for so long - he was a true wanderer, and he'd sooner spend his days roaming the lands freely rather than basking in the shade, as some wolves might find preferable. Shifting, he let out a huff, though his thoughts were immediately captured by the small female tripping over his hindquarters. His instinct was to flinch away from her touch and let out a low growl, the sound deafening quickly, though remnants bubbled up from deep within his chest. "Who the fuck-" He started, though when he twisted around where he was lying to see just how small the girl was, he instinctively softened.. but just slightly. She was no threat, no more than the small mice he'd been watching scurry around the edge of the pits they'd been thrown into. "You should watch where you're going," he drawled, almost lazily, his voice devoid of any threat at all. "And stop that crying. It won't help you any here." |
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