11-02-2018, 08:09 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 600px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 550px; padding: 0px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]He really wasn't sure why they had chosen this place. Sure, it was a forest, but the territory around it was desert, and fuck did he hate heat. He hoped at least he wouldn't be forced to go out there often. Forest was cozy enough for him, and he was content with staying within it and not leaving.
His paws ached from walking, and he swore he could feel a charley horse coming on in one of his legs. The hellhound paused at what he assumed was a border and seated himself promptly. With a stretching leg, he sighed out and turned dull eyes to his traveling companion. "Think they're friendly?" He murmured out, turning his gaze back to the forest before them. Sam wrinkled his nose slightly. "I feel like we shoulda kept to ourselves. 'm not good with people." Not that he particularly cared if they were friendly or not, or what they might think of him. If they were assholes then hey, he could be his true self. A small grunt escaped him.
A hind paw lifted to scratch at a spot behind one of his horns, then dropped limply back to the ground. He couldn't say he was eager to be around a lot of others, considering the solitude he had lived in these past months, but it was something he would have to accept and get used to. They would die of starvation on their own. Samael was accustomed to the feeling of hunger, to the point he barely felt it anymore, but when it got bad he couldn't stand it. This was a small sacrifice. A small hurdle on the course. He wasn't good with people, but he would get better. He'd managed to befriend Calypso when they were both equivalent to brick walls. Sam could make friends. And from friends, he could leech from affection. Hugs, cuddling, little touches. Easy enough, right?
[member=1824]Calypso.[/member]
His paws ached from walking, and he swore he could feel a charley horse coming on in one of his legs. The hellhound paused at what he assumed was a border and seated himself promptly. With a stretching leg, he sighed out and turned dull eyes to his traveling companion. "Think they're friendly?" He murmured out, turning his gaze back to the forest before them. Sam wrinkled his nose slightly. "I feel like we shoulda kept to ourselves. 'm not good with people." Not that he particularly cared if they were friendly or not, or what they might think of him. If they were assholes then hey, he could be his true self. A small grunt escaped him.
A hind paw lifted to scratch at a spot behind one of his horns, then dropped limply back to the ground. He couldn't say he was eager to be around a lot of others, considering the solitude he had lived in these past months, but it was something he would have to accept and get used to. They would die of starvation on their own. Samael was accustomed to the feeling of hunger, to the point he barely felt it anymore, but when it got bad he couldn't stand it. This was a small sacrifice. A small hurdle on the course. He wasn't good with people, but he would get better. He'd managed to befriend Calypso when they were both equivalent to brick walls. Sam could make friends. And from friends, he could leech from affection. Hugs, cuddling, little touches. Easy enough, right?
[member=1824]Calypso.[/member]
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