Where chains will never bind you

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Suddenly there is a massive of pure white excitement forcing itself upon his face, the little creature is upside which is odd. Why is it standing on the... oh right, he's lying on his back. The big wolf yawns, massive jaws parting to flash his fangs made whiter by his ebony coat. He snaps his jaws shut leisurely and rolls sideways, his paws sliding on the dirt as he does so, head twisting until he's lying on his belly and staring at her, head tilted and green eyes curious.


She speaks poorly, not the worst eh has ever heard but it's still lacking. He quirks an invisible brow, for now his boredom subsides. Ears tip backward until his look is contemplative, she smells of family. Somewhere beyond this battleground are her parents, he wonders if they're worried about her. She is like him in a way, he ran away from home to adventure without a single thought toward the feelings of his pack. Mind you, his running away eventually became permanent and that only lead to boredom.


"I'm searching for ghosts." His ears flicked forward now and he grinned at her, in terms of making friends and enemies Beelzebub had always been very simple. He takes the first impression and ingrains it deep in his mind, and until proven otherwise that is how he perceives the world. His lips peel upward and he laughs, "Do you believe in ghosts chavi?" He isn't trying to frighten her, but to instead have some fun and perhaps play a game. The pup has already gained his favour, all she has to do now is keep it lest he grow bored and simply wander off.