Beauty in Pain
legacy c:
Gambler
Marauder
09-17-2021, 01:47 PM
Gilgamesh was not pleased with the way she sat back and doled out his treatment plan. She wanted to do what to him? Shooting her a thoughtful look so he didn't appear outright rude, he hummed deep in his throat. She obviously was that of a pack, her vocal introduction and the lingering scents were a no-brainer. Yet, he needed to have these wounds healed so he could get back to what he wanted to do. Sparring. Fighting. Hunting. Taking on the biggest, baddest, meanest wolves out there. And possibly staying alive so he could keep seeing a certain girl he was sort of interested in. "No pack lands?" He offered, turning his gaze back to the girl. She had mentioned that another healer may have to take out his sutures, but she was the only healer he currently knew. In his roaming area in the north, there wasn't much else to look for in other wolves. Finding help was difficult and the only reason he'd stumbled across her was that he'd gotten lost in his confusion. Humming, he nodded after thinking a moment more. "I'll agree, but you only and we meet back here," Gil's voice was firm as he stared at her with his yellow eyes. |
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him