Kintla Flatlands tiptoe through the window

Dickwit duty, lol, trade-name. Do it --
also I've wanted to use the word Yonder forever. don't judge me. >:l

A brow shot up, or as much as a brow could be said to shoot up on a wolf. Dickwit duty? The grin that was shown on her face was enough to let him know she wasn't terribly sincere. A single 'heh' escaped at the notion. Wrong side of the mountain for that charge aren't you? he gave the slightest gesture toward the spire, and the lands beyond. Despite his own run in with one particular pack-mate of Fox's, he still felt dickwit duty was suited for over yonder.

Of course, had he known this particular individual was a former leader of those on the other side of the mountain, and the apparent bane of Ferdie's existence, he'd probably have held his tongue. He shifted his weight, the damp earth below causing the hybrids seated bum to cool enough that fidgeting was necessary. The moment of awkward movement made him speak again. Before you label me on your dickwit duty, I'm Fang, and you are? He did his best to sit still, despite the uncomfortable cool. Worried he might look like he had worms or something.


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