rub some dirt on it
05-18-2015, 03:10 PM
He was a raving lunatic, and he knew it. He knew what he was saying was stupid, but he'd lost the ability to keep from saying it. He saw her face contort into a scowl, and immediately he knew he had to get hold of himself. She called him passionate and he nodded with a firm "Damn right I am." She ordered him to relax. He hadn't thought about his blood pressure, but he was now acutely aware of how well he could hear his blood pounding in his ears. Maybe hew as just a little worked up. He breathed in slowly and deliberately, feeling altogether uneasy from the drugs and the wound. Still, he knew he was in good paws. "I'm sorry," he murmured, knowing he was behaving like a fool. "What can I do?" Surely there was some way he could be more helpful. |
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.