floppy lil' tail
recluse
Bloodletter
Bulwark
12-16-2021, 09:30 PM
Venturing away from the den was indeed unusual of him, but he hadn't thought that mother would notice. They were nocturnal and his assumption that she left during the day to deal with pack things while they slept had been wrong. A quiet ruckus within the den made his ears swivel as he stood by the entrance, hesitant to enter with fear of what his mother would think. Inhaling a deep breath, the pale spotted boy closed his rosy eyes briefly when he heard the scramble of his mother's paws on stone. Her lashing tone of disappointment hit him like a brick and his eyes instantly began to well. When she reaches out to pull him into her, he snuggles up close to her chest. "Mama, I'm so sorry," Ghoul mumbled into her soft fur. "I promise I didn't go outside of our territory," he whimpered as he continued to try and curl up closer to her. "I-I sorry about my tail," his shaky voice admits his wrong-doing even though it technically wasn't his fault. How could he have said no to "purchasing" an item from the mysterious figure? He didn't even have to do anything for the currency! |