MAD WORLD | meeting 9/18

[glow=white,1,400]THEY WANNA SEE BLOOD, THEY WANNA SEE HATE ! — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, THE PITT, PITTIAN, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Okay, now that was not the reaction Dante expected; he half-expected Vale to shrug his nickname off, considering how he explained to her (or thought he did, anyway), that he didn't mean any of the nicknames he gave zir. When Vale's head snapped towards him, he blinked, aware that Vale was probably shifting into another form (as zey always did) - but when zir form popped and cracked, forming new bones on zir body, slowly shifting into the body of a Japanese spider crab. Dante flattened his ears, clearly taken aback by the form and lowered his head, but did bear his teeth at Vale to show he was willing to fight zir if needed.

"I was just saying that Gale will arrange a feast when he's ready to." Dante growled, his tail lashing. He didn't know where to glare back at Vale, considering he couldn't tell where zir fucking eyes were, but his gaze was settled on the pinchers on zir face, wary of them. "You need to learn some damn patience."[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]