Tending A Man of Constant Sorrow
09-23-2019, 07:41 PM
He was more than happy to see the mongrel go but whether the stores had suffered or not would be up to his brother. “I'll leave that to my brother to decide.” Without any further ado he bowed his head and allowed his brother to pass his verdict. He sat back on his paws unhappy with the male's low slurring speech and muttly apperance. His eyes were an unwelcome color and the fur on his ears was unlike the lavish manes he had seen on Philomena, he knew the signs of a wolf copulating with another member of the species and it settled unwell in his stomach to have one of his low birth in his pack.