Not As Think As You Drunk I Am, Bro!
Naiche
09-28-2020, 12:39 AM
Watching Asla made it easy for Naiche to determine he would never get drunk. Look how stupid it had her acting and completely out of her normal character. He did actually take a few moments to consider her words but chose to wait till they were ‘on the road’ so to speak before throwing any ‘hard’ questions at her. Naiche screwed up his face for a moment trying to figure out what the hell she was going on about before he realized she was talking about Pan. He might have realized it sooner but her squeal had just as much surprised him. Yup, he was never ever going to drink a drop of anything that did this to a wolf. “His name’s Pan, probably easier for you to say right now,” Naiche grunted a time or two between her weight and the claws, and how she was just throwing herself all over it wasn’t very pleasant. Pan did indeed slide back down Naiche a bit, using Asla’s neck to brace his little legs, face resting on Naiche’s forehead and claws turned inward as normal to not accidentally slash into the golden wolf. Naiche carefully got up, which was heavier than normal with the extra weight pressed on him. With a sigh, he started to head back towards Asla’s den. At least this time they were already on pack land instead of the forest. “Why did you need a drink’s help for you to be happy Princess? If you can remember now.” Speech:"I hate Asla" Think
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