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06-22-2014, 08:32 PM
Honey dipped colored ears would perk in the male's direction as he introduced himself softly. Chrono. His name is Chrono.. Kinda weird, but it matches all of him, She would think to herself, nodding at him. "Well, welcome to the Tortuga pack, Chrono." Misha would say politely, a tug of her thoughts pulling her attention to the dead deer a few yards away. She most certainly wasn't a beggar- she was taught better than that. She could hunt some other time, or scavenge a dinner elsewhere, where it was sure not to bother this male, Chrono. |