that's right, I got a crossbow

*Lyonovei* · 10-17-2014, 01:10 PM

Part of him was thrilled to see his sister flinch away from his ire, but perhaps the larger portion was ashamed. A bit of his fire snuffed out. In a rush she would go on to explain the purpose of the fluffy monstrosity, and Lyon could only find it in himself to sigh. Really? A bed? He was a hardened warrior, he would sleep anywhere he had to. Fluff and comfort were not things the mad actively sought. Besides, how on earth did she even manage to collect all these... things. They were like no plant he'd ever come cross, he'd never seen anything of their like. He supposed they must have come from this strange structure, given that there were other such oddities laying around but- Bah! He'd gotten distracted. He was mad, dammit! He wanted to throw around his weight, make his point... But he sighed instead. She thought she could just... concoct some squishy monstrosity and all would be forgiven? Well she was terribly mistaken! Lyonovei Nikolai Xanilov-Volkov was not a creature to be taken lightly. And he would continue to posture and bluster to himself in his mind, all while approaching the bed, sniffing it cautiously, prodding it with a paw. "I'm supposed to be impressed?" he growled out. He prodded once more and rolled his eyes. Still... It didn't look uncomfortable, necessarily. Perhaps he would give it a go (where was the harm, right?) after his half-sister had left. His stubborn pride would not admit that... well, perhaps a bed wouldn't be such a terrible thing to have.

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