Little Talks
01-02-2014, 04:37 AM
The growing pup knew not of his father. He hadn't ever been bothered to seek the bastard out, and didn't care to know the cretin who had sired him. Needless to say, he was slightly surprised when a call rang through the forest, summoning him forth. He'd move slowly towards the sound, pausing once he realized that he vaguely recognized the scent. How interesting, it would seem that his father had summoned him into the depths of the forest. He would watch the lying form of the beast that had sired him from the shadows of a tall bush, before he would move towards him. His head would be held high, carried proudly as he moved towards the creature who called. "The first time I see you in my life, and I'm sure you want something. Pathetic, father." His tone was harsh as he came to a halt near the brute his crimson eyes focused on the man. What could his father possibly want, to draw him out here? He could feel his fur bristling, his hackles rising slightly as he stared daringly at Creedance Voltaire, his father. Speech, |
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