Tiny Beasts and Little Teeths
02-22-2015, 01:24 PM
'Stupid fucking den!' He couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed the heat did a number on just about everyone. He panted for a moment before deciding to rise onto his paws, regrettably losing his cool spot in the shade to seek out the fiery woman. It was very nearly obvious that such strong words were not part of her natural way of speaking, and he found himself intrigued as to what had pissed this girl off enough to drive her straight to the f-bomb. Granted, there wasn't a word in the world that bothered him anymore, but he assumed that the case might be different for her. “Well, aren't we a little spitfire,” the teasing notes came dripping from his lips like wine. His eyes hovered over her for but a moment before drifting toward the den she'd so brutally battered. “I'm sure it will work much better now that you've smacked the shit out of it.” The corners of his lips twisted into a smile as he turned his green eyed gaze back to the girl and let loose an 'i know more than you' kind of chuckle. His haunches sought the earth in one simple movement whilst his tail curled about his hips instinctively. “I'm Kyarst,” he would tag on in an attempt to learn the spitfire's name. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.
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