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Tyr



Tyrian

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
457
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
564
player
Lazuli

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1KTreat 2019
01-23-2022, 11:35 AM


Tyrian's expression was a very carefully cultivated neutral as Sparrow's intentions were laid out. That was it? Hell, maybe being an alpha was changing her because never in a million years would he have expected her to warn him beforehand of an impending raid. That didn't mean he was going to make the talk easy for her.

He tipped his head to the side and adopted his best clueless face. "Weed?" he asked, his tone a mix of confusion and surprise. "While you might be right about me pitying your pirates enough to share-" he paused to take a deep breath and let those words sink in. "We grow a lot of things here but weed isn't one of 'em."

"Unless..." he drew the word out as though thinking. "You mean those pesky dandelions growing in front of the barn."

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Tyrian has a saber-toothed snow leopard companion named Zahir, a black-footed gray langur named Tashi and a striped skunk companion he insists on calling Righty even though her name is Daisy. Assume all are nearby if not mentioned.