ardent

it was never my intention to brag

mac!



Ghoul

"Sore Loser"

Somnium

Master Hunter (305)

Master Fighter (440)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

An icon representing the specialty Bulwark Bulwark

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
33
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
352
player
Bunni

Dream WeaverSamhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipVengeanceUnderachieverDouble Master
OverachieverHow many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! By the skin of my teethOoh La La1KCritical Fail!
Critical Attack!The Ooze Participant
12-16-2021, 03:10 PM


He was changed. After their encounter with the mysterious figure in the cloak, he had been an interesting object. That had been what changed his life forever. Unlike his siblings, Ghoul now sported a shorted tail that could still wag and flick back and forth. To say his mother had been surprised was an understatement. Though, he was fine throughout the rest of his body so her scolding had not entailed much farther than "be more careful." Taken with a grain of salt, Ghoul somewhat enjoyed his new appearance. Pale pelted and short-tailed, he rested in at the den's entrance.

Having just woken from slumber, night was beginning to fall. Mother preferred to live within the night and having spent some of their early days in complete darkness, he wasn't about to complain. His rosy gaze tracked across the surroundings before he sighed and looked deeper into the den. "Mac! Wake up," he chirps as he stands up and walks further into the shadows of their resting place. Reaching out a paw to prod his sleeping brother, he wasn't particularly gentle about it. "Come spar with me. I'm bored," Ghoul nearly whines as he reaches out to tug on his brother's ear with his front teeth.