Haunted Wood You're welcome
Private  October 22, 2019, 09:41 PM
Valour
Nightwalkers
Whelp


He had been rather salty about the little she pup being allowed into the pack but even more so of Tzila making him look like an idiot in front of her. The girl was clearly a weakling, sniveling and cowering because she was lost like a helpless little bunny. Yet it touched the part of him that wanted to protect softness, the part of him that knew he had failed his mother by running away what felt like ages ago. So he had refused a meal and instead trekked around carrying it in his maw until he found her scent and followed it until he found her. "Hey. Girl. I brought you food" he said and dropped it stiff in posture and clearly uncomfortable as he tried to maintain a figure of authority and confidence, tail curling above his spine. He stared directly at her, studying her as if trying to locate any point of weakness he could find.

13+ character. He's pretty strange for a kid. Slight uncomfy themes.