The Prodigal Brother
03-31-2013, 07:37 PM
~*~ "I'm not gonna warn you again." Gargoyle said - his usual quiet and low. In a turn of rare events - his usually bland voice had a note of irritation to it. The little white fox had been trailing him for sometime - practically biting at his ankles when he wasn't looking. He remembered hearing that Crusade had once getten into trouble with a whole gang of them. At the time Gargoyle had laughed - Crusade? Held at bay by a family of little white fluffballs? - But now he had an idea of how infuriating they could be. Sharp nasty little teeth - and truly as quick as the wind. Gargoyle was a damn fast fighter, and yet try as he might every time he pounced the little vermin's way it practically disappeared. It was after the goose Gargoyle had caught. A whole flock of the migrating birds had been sleeping on the hill side - and Gargoyle had had a blast running through them as they paniced and winged into the sky. He'd almost smiled. But he was snarling now. And he couldn't bring himself to really attack it. It was just a fluffball! Of course then it decided to knaw on his hind leg again. "I swear - if you touch me again-!" It did. And Gargoyle ripped it's ear off. As the fox went screaming away back into Glaciem territory, Gargoyle set himself down with a huff and started to rip the feathers off his bird. He was just within sight of the border - hoping to find a bit of peace in the newly thawed tundra. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~ |
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