stuck in the middle with you

Gilgamesh · 02-07-2022, 11:05 AM

Old Gilgamesh would've left Tyrian for dead. Right there, trapped between those rocks, to struggle and die. New Gilgamesh knew better than to just leave someone stranged like that. While he wasn't out looking for friends, the other male's nonchalant and cheeky attitude did get Gil to chuckle quietly. Silently to himself, he wondered if he did save the poor fellow if he could convince him to stay with the pirates. But something about the way he smelled said he belonged to or even was head of another pack. Through the nonchalant attitude, there was something there that Gil couldn't quite pin. It was kind of like when he was around Sparrow, she sort of just exhumed a different scent that told everyone she was in charge.

Peering at him curiously, he figured if the man was indeed trespassing and meant some kind of harm to the pack, it would be a better idea to get him unstuck and take him to Sparrow. Or he could get him unstuck and make a new friend and they could go drink on the boat. Wouldn't hurt to learn a few pack secrets along the way, right? Or the other option was to send the brute packing and that was the end of it. Considering his options, Gil decided on pulling Tyrian forward would be the best way to go. Who knew how sturdy the rocks would be on the other side anyway. Don't call him a knight in shining armor or anything though.

Standing up from his position, he glanced over to Tyrian with a smirk. "Alright, you're saved this time, mate," he said as he approached Tyrian. "No funny business though," Gil warned with a quick side-eyed look that got the point across. "Apologies first because this might hurt," he mentioned as he reached out and grabbed ahold of Tyrian's scruff. Careful not to pierce the man's skin, he moved into a better position before beginning to pull.

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