07-12-2018, 07:20 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — So it was a group. She was more than relieved to hear she wasn't getting jumped, she had no means of defense after all, hell, she was useless in a one on one fight let alone a whole gang. She nodded as names were listed off, one for the speaker and one for the giant dog. Somehow that made them less intimidating, they weren't quite strangers anymore, although Zima still looked like he would eat her. Maybe he wasn't as scary when he wasn't soggy.
"Vigenere....Zimavich...rolls off the tongue nice." That was two. Two...three if she counted herself. The mention of radioactivity in the territory caught her attention enough to get her to perk up her ears, eyes widening. She snickered, what kind of luck did she have? Radioactive swamp, what a day. "Can't wait until I grow those extra limbs. Spidercat! Or maybe only five legs. But hey, it's better than sitting in some dainty fairy forest, I think i'd fit in better in a swamp with this face." She stuck out her tongue, motioning towards her face and larger ears with her paw. She sure wasn't boasting a soft and fluffy visage.
And then suddenly...Beck!
"Leader?" Arrow's tail swished back and forth, significantly less bristled. Beck....third one. Four. "So you're like, in charge of this whole thing? That's so cool! You're the big man of some cool people, 'least what I can tell." Her vision shifted from Vigenere to Zimavich, shifting her paws in repressed admiration. She didn't want to seem too weird and piss them off, they could still knock her around if she crossed a line.
"Vigenere....Zimavich...rolls off the tongue nice." That was two. Two...three if she counted herself. The mention of radioactivity in the territory caught her attention enough to get her to perk up her ears, eyes widening. She snickered, what kind of luck did she have? Radioactive swamp, what a day. "Can't wait until I grow those extra limbs. Spidercat! Or maybe only five legs. But hey, it's better than sitting in some dainty fairy forest, I think i'd fit in better in a swamp with this face." She stuck out her tongue, motioning towards her face and larger ears with her paw. She sure wasn't boasting a soft and fluffy visage.
And then suddenly...Beck!
"Leader?" Arrow's tail swished back and forth, significantly less bristled. Beck....third one. Four. "So you're like, in charge of this whole thing? That's so cool! You're the big man of some cool people, 'least what I can tell." Her vision shifted from Vigenere to Zimavich, shifting her paws in repressed admiration. She didn't want to seem too weird and piss them off, they could still knock her around if she crossed a line.