Blood On The Breeze
07-09-2015, 06:36 PM
Badum... Badum... His heart was steady, rhythmic even at a relaxed pace as he eyeballed the horizon. Blinking slowly in a calculated pace. He couldn't miss anything... nothing, he had to see it all. The black digit at the end of his nose twitched as it searched the scent on the breeze, she was approaching... his claws dug into the rock below him, scrapping against the stone in an uncomfortable tune. There... He saw the movement of the large woman trotting along in the woods, approaching at a stable pace. Heh. His lips curled in a grim smile. Pack wolves, they were always so proud of themselves... too proud, too comfortable.
I'm surprised someone with such girth can move with any decorum. His baritone chords coated the wind as he called out to her from his small pedestal, just before leaping down onto the ground with a soft thump, dirt flying all around him as his weight summoned them to the air. He moved with an odd grace, paws sweeping the ground in a melodic tune as he eyed the oddly colored woman; waiting for a reaction.
—  vengeance
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This character is prone to violence, picking fights, and cannibalism. You have been warned.
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