smile like you mean it

*Altavro* · 04-27-2014, 05:45 PM

what are you made of?

[flesh and bone]

Pleased? Hmph. As if. Altavro glowered a little at the other, but remained mostly contained. Perhaps it was a little understandable that he'd be irritable at the moment, but then again, wasn't he always? 'Grumpy' was Altavro's middle name, after all. "Not unless you can make these heal any faster." Twitching his ears in irritation, Altavro heaved an irritated sigh. There was nothing to be done, he knew, but it was obnoxious all the same, and until he was fully shipshape, Altavro reserved every right to be in a bad mood.

And the ever so predictable question that he had been asked far too many times since arriving here once again reached his ears. Altavro bit back an irritated sigh - someone was clearly skimping on these wolves' education. Between Qanik and the little scrawny pup, Altavro was at his wits end. "It's the Mark of the Nomads... I don't suppose you've ever heard of them?" No, that would be too easy, wouldn't it? "I got it when I finished my healer training." He tacked that part on, banking on the fact that this Qanik would not have heard of his wandering family. They had been famous within their realm, but out here it was a rare wolf who recognized Altavro's heritage. Many with Erani's pack had, but not so much outside that.

& i'm running out of timeA L T A V R O

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