Pockets and brimstone, colors and dull

Harlowe

Just as may said the big bad showed up and Harlowe gasped with what could be assumed as excitement. Insomnia yes, good to know he was in the right spot from the rumors. Or it’d just been because May had told him so. His good eye followed the ghost who slinked around and behind Medusa. "Tell her what you can do for insomnia Harlowe." May encouraged as Harlowe nodded his head eagerly. He smiled at Medusa, "Harlowe is in search of home! Harlowe can try to fight, Harlowe can scout realll good. Uhhh uhhh, is there anything else Insomnia needs?" he tilted his head furrowing his brows. He watched May walk back over to him standing in his left side so he could see her.

"Harlowe really CAN be useful so, maybe give Harlowe a chance to call insomnia his home?" maybe if he tried that it would work. But god damn did he want to snuggle his way into that white fur of hers. Not for any particular reason but he was trying his best to keep himself under control. May said not everyone liked it when they had a face full of Harlowe.