08-13-2018, 01:31 AM
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”Welcome!” The puppy would great, a cheerful contrast to his more salty crewmates. ”I’m Snare. What kinda food you got?” The small fuzzy wolf would stick his nose foreword, his tail wagging back and forth at the delectable scents he caught with his muzzle. He swiped his tongue over his jaws, trying to keep himself from drooling all over at the prospect of a tasty treat.
snare mortem — male — wolf — typhoon — minnow — argus x npc
[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #633c00;"]Food! Different food too! The wolf puppy loped along with his ears pricked and nose twitching about as he quickly approached, so focused on the prospect of both a new face and treats that the sharp tongues of his clanmates didn’t bother him. Why care about that when there was something new and interesting to investigate.”Welcome!” The puppy would great, a cheerful contrast to his more salty crewmates. ”I’m Snare. What kinda food you got?” The small fuzzy wolf would stick his nose foreword, his tail wagging back and forth at the delectable scents he caught with his muzzle. He swiped his tongue over his jaws, trying to keep himself from drooling all over at the prospect of a tasty treat.