Fishblight Mire Reptile

IKR im so glad u have returned <3

grinchy and smirklike, merrick's mouth curled into a baretooth grin. "what if i said you smelled like shit?" he suggested conversationally, though he refused to touch the mud. twistface and all, he retained a healthy lot of vanity, and brown slime certainly wouldn't do for him.
blood, however.
he scanned the other silently, not bothering to hide the intrigued firelight that lit the edge of his one eye. lanky, small like himself, though perhaps without the minute slimness of merrick's own muzzle. a nod to tadec and the coyote genes he had introduced to this branch of the clan. 
delicately he came to the end of the bank and sat down to stare at the viscous sludge sliding in sickening swathes off the oddman's figure. merrick enjoyed being entertained.