08-04-2018, 08:14 PM
Truth be told, Leroy wasn’t out here because of the joiner. He was still relatively new here himself, so it wasn’t his place to go out of the way and welcome new people to Tanglewood. The legitimate reason why the wolfhound was situated around these parts wasn’t the nicest; over the course of the day, he had tailed many vulnerable-looking clanmates over the territory, hoping to catch a glimpse at their shortcomings for personal information, and apparently, it was Esmeray who was the next patsy. Lucky for her, this gold-ingrained feline showed up at the border to ruin the fun.
To be bona fide, he was somewhat ill about not getting a formal welcome when he had joined this place himself. Maybe, this joiner would appreciate one? It would certainly get him in her good books for sure. Why not? Tagging behind his clanmate, Leroy would follow up Esmeray’s greeting with "Yeah, how d’ ye do? The name’s Leroy, and you’re ‘n Tanglewood, darlin’". Ooh, was that too strong? Was Morrigan one of those girlies that didn’t like being hit on? Bah, what could she do about it? What’s said was said, and that couldn’t be changed.
To be bona fide, he was somewhat ill about not getting a formal welcome when he had joined this place himself. Maybe, this joiner would appreciate one? It would certainly get him in her good books for sure. Why not? Tagging behind his clanmate, Leroy would follow up Esmeray’s greeting with "Yeah, how d’ ye do? The name’s Leroy, and you’re ‘n Tanglewood, darlin’". Ooh, was that too strong? Was Morrigan one of those girlies that didn’t like being hit on? Bah, what could she do about it? What’s said was said, and that couldn’t be changed.