08-26-2018, 02:08 PM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — HARD
Aggressive sounds of snarls and growls, scratching against tree bark that shattered at the pressure of claws had alerted the dawnguard and he tried his best to get to the scene in time but when he arrived it seemed that everything had been taken care of. Well, messily taken care of as there seemed to be a dead body upon the ground bleeding out against the bright green grass and the mutant's eyes seemed to widen, the pupils contracting. But the shark in him knew better. It knew when there was diseased blood in the area and he recoiled at the stench of it as he took a step back from the corpse. Eyes shifted away from the body to look at those already here. Sparrow and Gordon. Both of him he vaguely knew but there personalities stood out to him the most and so he could identify what had happened here. Seemed Sparrow had killed the individual on the ground to save a bird. Slowly his pearl colored gaze shifted up and he looked at the owl with intrigue in his gaze and he lightly flicked his tail in greeting. What had he said before? That it had crazy?
The idea along already spurred much to what he figured it might be and to have a diseased animal like that on their territory made him shiver. No one should eat it and it should be burned. "Sparrow and Gordon can ya burn the body? It has rabies and we don't want nothing tae try and eat it." Eradicate the virus at it's source so to speak though he knew that it could be found in the brain and saliva of creatures so he knew they had to demolish the body. Shifting his gaze back to the bird in question he looked over the male before giving a casual smile. "Come one down here, laddie. I'll look at ya for free and we can get ya patched up. What's ya name by the way? Mine's Monroe." His webbed paws pressed a bit more against the ground as his gills shifted a little bit against his neck, filtering when there was no need to. But habits died hard.
The idea along already spurred much to what he figured it might be and to have a diseased animal like that on their territory made him shiver. No one should eat it and it should be burned. "Sparrow and Gordon can ya burn the body? It has rabies and we don't want nothing tae try and eat it." Eradicate the virus at it's source so to speak though he knew that it could be found in the brain and saliva of creatures so he knew they had to demolish the body. Shifting his gaze back to the bird in question he looked over the male before giving a casual smile. "Come one down here, laddie. I'll look at ya for free and we can get ya patched up. What's ya name by the way? Mine's Monroe." His webbed paws pressed a bit more against the ground as his gills shifted a little bit against his neck, filtering when there was no need to. But habits died hard.