05-13-2021, 10:16 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I'M LOSING MY MIND TODAY ! — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, PALE BLOOD, THE PITT, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
In the lands of The Pitt, especially the olden days, gore and blood was something normal. Dante was conditioned to it, even past his time in the former days of the grand Pitt he adored. Though the massive scent of blood in the air had the hybrid intrigued and he followed the trail, with it getting stronger as he neared the unconscious new body of Valhalla.Shit. Dante was no stranger to shapeshifting (he had it himself, after all), though bleeding out and having chunks of your former body below you wasn't something he experienced. It was quite the shock really and at first, the sharkcat was wondering if the newcomer was dead. But the smoke coming out from the dragon's body was reassuring and so, Dante moved to the other side of the hybrid trying to shake VALHALLA awake.
Although of course Dante didn't recognize the guy, it was still rather concerning that a body was here unconscious on their border. If need be, he could just shoo the guy away if he wasn't a Pittian, right?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Although of course Dante didn't recognize the guy, it was still rather concerning that a body was here unconscious on their border. If need be, he could just shoo the guy away if he wasn't a Pittian, right?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]