damn right
03-14-2015, 08:31 PM
He approached with no small amount of wariness, half expecting to see the bedraggled form of some loner he'd met once upon a time laying at her paws. And there was something on the ground before her, but it wasn't until he was almost upon her that he identified it. His brow rose in a question. Coyote. Of course it brought to mind their massacre and subsequent fucking, but that was rather the point, wasn't it? He suspected so. And it didn't bother him in the slightest. “What's this?” He leaned down to inspect the coyote before straightening slowly, his eyes running from it to the gore that dotted Cascade's person and from it to her face. His expression amused, he queried, “Don't suppose this means you're looking for a rematch?” “” |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.