ardent

i can feel it on my chest

deluge



Dread

Loner

Master Fighter (240)

Master Intellectual (295)

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
255
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
175
player
wicked

Double MasterStudentRapid Poster - Bronze1K
04-01-2023, 02:34 AM

Dread couldn't maintain his typically serious expression, not for long. It slipped around the edges, his gaze bright as he moved in step with the girl. "With a calendar that full, it's a wonder you find time to harass other packs," granted that was probably the fighting she mentioned. His tone is teasing, the farthest thing from true malice. Still, the image Dread had in his mind of the Pirates and what they did was nothing short of chaos. Typically, Dread preferred quiet over chaos. Maybe... maybe it sounded a little fun though.

"What's the saying? Even a blind squirrel finds a nut," Dread stuck his tongue out. "Besides, neither of us were old enough to fight in that raid." In his mind, it wasn't her victory or his defeat to claim. Now that his litter was old enough, now that hers was... maybe it was a good thing that the Pirates were an ever-present menace. Dread knocked shoulders with the girl, a heartbeat later dropping to a similar play bow. There was a wiggle to his hind end, and Dread was close to her-- a breath away. "Bring it on."