Revenge of the Piss Man
Naiche
10-28-2022, 09:32 PM
Mo was a softy. That was one thing Naiche remembered well enough and he watched for any sign the guy had changed. What had Asla seen in this wimp anyway? Naiche turned his head for a moment, ears leaning forward in the direction of the place he had called home. The dens of the past both his initial and then Asla’s when he had stayed in it for a time. Memories distracted him for a moment from Mo. The remainder of all that being gone had Naiche shake his head. Naiche moved to stand in front of the small dog, one of the few members of the armada Naiche hadn’t been smaller than. “Mooooo.” Naiche tried speaking and was more irritated that the guy wouldn’t hear. Well, he’d been able to splash the guy with blood at least. Bits of metal and clumps of dried dirt were about along with the blood. Naiche slowly walked about the landscape looking for something to use. It was frustrating, for some reason Naiche felt weak in a way that wasn’t tiredness or hard work but it would stop him from using the full strength Naiche felt he should have. After a bit Naiche would find a small piece of metal to pick up, holding it by the edge and walking towards Mo. It was just a way to make sure the guy knew someone was there and toying with him. It seemed unnerving the guy was the most he could do. Naiche might get bored with this quicker than planned, Hopefully floating items would give a good reaction. "Naiche"
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