hidden in the grass
mort
Mortis
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
103
103
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
09-06-2020, 03:38 PM
His anger had carried him this far, but now reason began to creep back in. He was an Armada wolf, demanding an Ashen wolf. What kind of recoil would be created from this? Not that that would keep him from doing what was right but logic thought had kick started in his brain again. For starters, he couldn’t imagine his childhood friend having anything to do with this. Whatever was going on, it was done without her knowledge. She had been leader for only a very short time, so as much as what was going on was wrong and as an Alpha she should know about, this might still be her first time hearing about it. He could always go back to the hell-hath-no-fury-claiming fight later, if it came to that. He dipped his head quite low, and rose it again, greeting his Empress with respect. (fill in Empress? Temp-eress?) “Hey, Venom. Sorry to call you in a hurry. I just found out that someone’s been abusing Siren! She won’t tell me who, and I don’t know if you can ease that out of her. But I was thinking, maybe she could join Armada ranks? At least until we ferret out who’s hurting her, and what’s going on?” he asked, looking to her as an authority, and someone who he could turn to in a tricky situation. |
