10-10-2018, 09:57 PM
[glow=black,1,400]A BEATING HEART OF STONE, YOU GOTTA BE SO COLD TO MAKE IT IN THIS WORLD — [abbr=tags]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
At the sound of someone's voice, the hellhound hybrid slowly approached with both ears angling forward in a form of interest. Well, look what the cat dragged in quite literally as well, his moist nose twitched. He actually preferred the cool nights over the hot heat of the desert striking down onto him. His eyes locked onto the servalline only to speak with a slow nod of his cranium "I didn't think servals hibernated but hey, there's always a first for everything." His gaze glowed in the dark, his jaws parting as he spoke some more "The names Quill. What's yours? Also welcome back from your slumber," The smell of the Pitt wafted off of her and well, it wasn't hard to put two pieces together in all truth. She was likely here before him and well, he had been here for quite some time now.