a shot in the dark
03-03-2015, 09:15 PM
He wasn't far away when the call rang out, having allowed his patrol perimeter to lapse over into the range for a change of pace. The knolls were interesting and had their challenges, but they were blazing hot every waking hour of the day. Seeking respite from the heat, he had taken to a quick dip in the lake. After having finished his swim he had reclined in the heat for a moment's peace when she came calling for him - and for a few others as well. Ah, so this was the day. He picked up his pace to a bouncy trot, slipping into the den in mere moments. "Hey there," he greeted her casually, allowing his frame to flop lackadaisically onto the dirt floor of the barn in a puff of dust. He had never been one to care about cleanliness, so he wouldn't even bat an eye as his still damp frame was no doubt now half-covered in dirt. He had laid closer to the entrance than she, and so his back was to her. Almost boyishly he would tip his cranium back far enough to view her (upside down of course) and offer her a charming, albeit humorous, smile. Teeth would flash momentarily, for the duration of the smile, before he rolled onto his back and onto his other side so that he was facing her, now completely tarnished with dirt. Kyarst Armada was in a fine mood today. "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.