Not As Think As You Drunk I Am, Bro!

*Naiche* · 09-28-2020, 09:14 PM

Certainly no harm would come to Asla here, she was on pack land and only a fool would breach into it far enough to get to where Asla was. She wasn’t injured, only drunk and tired. Naiche let out a small sigh as she lay down, certainly, his back was glad to be done carrying her. Pan was easy enough but adding her and Pan together was a bit more than he cared for.

“Goodnight Asla.” Tomorrow, or the moment she was her normal self it would be back to 'princess', but for now, he’d be nice. “I could ask Pan if he would like to cuddle with you if you like, but mind his claws.” It was said in jest of course but this was Asla so who knew.

Naiche turned and walked off at least a ways. With a good 20ft or so between them he found a patch of grass to lay in. She was safe, every bit of logic assured him of that. If he left her drunk and alone out here and something did happen Naiche wouldn’t get past the guilt. Naiched laid his head on his paws. It appeared he would have a long night. Stupid Asla.

Pan slid off the wolf to move a short distance away where he curled up in a spiky ball, apparently planning to sleep as well.

Speech:"Live to fight" Think

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