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Kuroki

Hemlock
Sundowner

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
42
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
305
player
Ali

Samhain 2022Statue 4 WorshipAll Oozed OutOoze ImmuneThe Ooze ParticipantDouble Master
Ooh La LaOverachieverSnake EyesHow many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! VengeancePride - Bisexual
Mammoth Hunter
10-09-2021, 04:06 PM


Kuroki tilted his head to the side, black eyes curious though barely visible against the dark of his face. She was itchy? Did she have some kinda rash and was it catching? The Ashen Prince made a point of staying right where he was, he didn't wanna catch whatever condition she may or may not have. More than that it was as obvious as a barn on fire that she was skittish, gaze darting to the waves like she was ready to take another dip if he did something even remotely close to threatening. Chicken. No fun at all.

"Kuroki." He told her, raising a paw and picking out the sand that had gotten wedged beneath a talon. "Does it really matter though?" From the looks of it she didn't know this way from that, he doubted she was aware of the packs that called Boreas their home. Or the old families and legacies that had shaped history in their own, stubborn ways. "If you don't give me a name I'll just call you...Limpy." He noted she was lame on one paw, putting less weight on it than the others.

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