You gonna finish that?

Morgan · (This post was last modified: March 05, 2019, 04:26 PM by Morgan.)

Luckily he wasn’t the only one who saw sense in the women not being in the fray of this mess. Women was for sittin there bein pretty, rounding up grub and makin babehs. Well that, and tellin a man when he was bein too manly, or when he wasn’t bein manly enough.

Giving an appreciative chuff to Laroche on his quick action, he turned to the hurtin Phex whom was second in the line of fire and worse for wear. This was what happened when it wasn’t a man doin man things! “He’z right, Phex. That kinda thing don’t happen ta folks who know their place in tha food chain. That damn cat die, it was meant to.” While he wasn’t meant to be all flustered and heated at Phex, his fear for her, he hid behind his anger.

Turning to the silverpeak male, the mountain told him what he knew of their bunch. “There’s an Amaya, an Iskra, and a Kukutux in this lil Family of ours; pretty sure all them girls know something bout healin.”

Just in case it got infected- the cat was handling old meat, after all. Coulda scratched its own ass, for all they knew. “Ya need me witcha?” It was directed to the both of them, but his eyes had been on Roche. If not, he was gonna check on Gwen, and make sure there was no hard feelings.