Pity Party (Party and Races!)
Pirates, loners, Fireside, Abaven, Habari
Ignis
Hellhound
Master Fighter (635)
Master Hunter (240)
Juggernaut
Mangler
age
9 Years
9 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
45
45
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
09-20-2021, 05:28 PM
A grin curled his lips when Sparrow seemed surprised to see him here. But even in her surprise, she seemed to offer a warm welcome regardless. "Hey! Sorry I never got around to coming up and ice skating!" He chuckled, "Not a problem, the frozen lake isn't going anywhere. Whenever you have time is fine by me," He responded in turn. "I appreciate it! Any luck on one day getting to see that old ship up close? Yknow, when we're best friends in a few seasons?" He couldn't help the laughter, jovial and lighthearted. "Why am I not surprised? I am open to the possibility of letting you explore it, when we're better friends, of course. Perhaps even best friends, hm?" He winked as she went on to acknowledge the rest of her adoring crowd. He had to admit, there were a shit ton of wolves here. None it seemed, from the Ashen affiliated packs. He was curious as to what all had transpired about that and why none of them had shown their faces, but he didn't have to wait long before Sparrow's companions put on a very amusing play. He glanced between the play and Sparrow, a highly amused grin on his face as the companions played it out. Like others, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. So, the Armada was going around stealing girlfriends? Or collecting little homewrecking Stockholm syndrome-y trophies to add to their collection?? Honestly, that explained a lot about the Armada. That pack always did like to throw their weight around like their shit didn't stink. And according to this play, they were a bunch of bullies with incredibly low self-esteem. He wondered if this Azure guy was the son of the hot-headed baffoon his uncle had mentioned at the slave auction a while back. Acting like everything belonged to them. While sure, he didn't have anything against slavery himself, he didn't go around acting like he was some sort of wannabe god. The Armada, in his opinion, was a bunch of tantrum-throwing toddlers. Ears perked when she made mention of stealing the Armada. Well, he couldn't deny he was on board with that idea. "If you need help with that, let me know. I'd give anything to watch them scatter like roaches, and I agree with him," He nodded towards Tyrian, "It has been a while since we've had one of those." He grinned before heading off to enjoy the rest of the festivities. "I'm also down for races and fights, so if anyone is up for it, let's go!" He called over his shoulder before nabbing a small container of alcohol and taking a big swig of. Ah yes, this party was exactly what he needed. |
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon"
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.
