05-17-2019, 06:05 PM
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
And so the canine found himself wondering what he could do to help get things moving around here. Taking over wasn't his intention but he wouldn't be content to sit idly by while the place just fell apart, either. Hell, he'd only just got here so leaving wasn't really on the table. So, the massive canine hybrid was lounging on the roof of his house- a spacious one-room treehouse with a circular build. It wasn't too high up, maybe about 20 feet -just enough to give him a view of the jungle below and the pyramid temples- and it was connected by a sturdy vine bridge to a second round treehouse. Okay, it wasn't really a treehouse- the walls didn't quite reach the hanging roof, which was suspended above it by tall posts that kept going when the walls didn't. It also lacked a proper door or windows, and instead held only a large opening where a door could be, but wasn't. It was clearly meant to be a shltered outdoor ring of some sort, which Fourth used for sparring, working out, and just hanging out with any friends he'd make. "I'm bored!" the canine would announce loudly, getting to his paws and gracefully climbing down the side of the treehouse to land on its 'porch' where he'd take a seat. "Anyone want to hang out?"
"SPEECH
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
And so the canine found himself wondering what he could do to help get things moving around here. Taking over wasn't his intention but he wouldn't be content to sit idly by while the place just fell apart, either. Hell, he'd only just got here so leaving wasn't really on the table. So, the massive canine hybrid was lounging on the roof of his house- a spacious one-room treehouse with a circular build. It wasn't too high up, maybe about 20 feet -just enough to give him a view of the jungle below and the pyramid temples- and it was connected by a sturdy vine bridge to a second round treehouse. Okay, it wasn't really a treehouse- the walls didn't quite reach the hanging roof, which was suspended above it by tall posts that kept going when the walls didn't. It also lacked a proper door or windows, and instead held only a large opening where a door could be, but wasn't. It was clearly meant to be a shltered outdoor ring of some sort, which Fourth used for sparring, working out, and just hanging out with any friends he'd make. "I'm bored!" the canine would announce loudly, getting to his paws and gracefully climbing down the side of the treehouse to land on its 'porch' where he'd take a seat. "Anyone want to hang out?"
"SPEECH