Shoot the dog

◆Dude I hate posting with the wrong character. xD◆


Shaking his blonde pelted noggin, Ash declined. He had devoured a rather nice and may chunk of deer that had fallen by natural causes. He was grateful for its deadly deadline, cause otherwise, the duo would be outta luck and starving.

"Nah, have at it, bro. I stuffed myself back there. Just try not to scarf it all down, cause I don't know how to remove a leg bone from a throat. "

A light and airy chuckle left his lips. Isn't conversing about a possible death such a great topic ta talk about, Ash? You obviously like freaking people out.
Stop the weirdness bruh.