Deepwood Weald the dirty [m]

Fade? ^^

So this guy wasn't one to linger, either. That was good, he thought - no emotions tying them down and no mess left behind. Tuvaq stretched and laid down on the forest floor, intent to take a little power nap to recover from their grotesque encounter. "I'm not too worried about it," he assured the man, tail thumping once on the ground and chin coming down to rest on his paws. Fucked out and drained, literally.

"I get that. If I wasn't so tired I'd be outta here too," he responded, peeking one hazel eye open to watch the spectre as he left. "See ya later."

This was certainly something he could get used to.