05-16-2022, 03:11 PM
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Mallory didn’t mind the rain. She thought getting soaked in a storm could be fun. Depending on how bad the storm was. A raging lightning storm could be dangerous but some light rain was fine. Living in the Typhoon meant being used to getting wet. Whether it was from the tropical storms or sailing the sea. The husky was looking for something to do when she spotted a door half open.
Her paws carry her with ease, doing her best to shake off the rain before stepping in. “Hello?” she sang out, quickly spotting the owner of the home. Mallory had been here for years, so she knew the crewmates name. But she couldn’t say she knew them very well. “Rosemary! Nearly forgot ya live here.” the husky closes the door behind her to keep the rain outside. Her yellow eyes looked around before landing on the shuffling cards. She hoped they didn’t mind her coming in like this. Mallory was rather bored and they didn’t look busy. “Got some fancy cards? Ya playing poker by ya’self?”
Her paws carry her with ease, doing her best to shake off the rain before stepping in. “Hello?” she sang out, quickly spotting the owner of the home. Mallory had been here for years, so she knew the crewmates name. But she couldn’t say she knew them very well. “Rosemary! Nearly forgot ya live here.” the husky closes the door behind her to keep the rain outside. Her yellow eyes looked around before landing on the shuffling cards. She hoped they didn’t mind her coming in like this. Mallory was rather bored and they didn’t look busy. “Got some fancy cards? Ya playing poker by ya’self?”
THE TYPHOON — BLACK HUSKY — BIO — ATTACK IN #780000 & UNDERLINE