JUST DON'T WAKE UP // Jormungand

[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

[glow=white,1,400]THEY WANNA SEE BLOOD, THEY WANNA SEE HATE ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Honestly, Dante hadn't meant anything at the meeting with his comment; it was just meant to be a light, funny jab at the 'new guy' but Jormungand seemed to have taken it a little bit personal, as evident by the jaguar winkling his nose and narrowing his eyes - but hey, maybe Dante had been a bit rough. After all, the hybrid was a bit bigger than felines (thanks to his shark genes), but then again, him and Jormungand were probably around the same size.

As of this moment though, Dante wasn't really thinking about Jormungand nor the meeting and was just laying out in the sun, relaxing in the middle of camp with his wings spread out. Was he asleep? Oh yeah, totally.

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JORMUNGAND

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Recalling the small push from Dante he frowned again  but continued strolling through the clearing until he stumbled across a limp wing. He nearly stepped on it, and could've, but swerved to the side in time. He looked down at the rest of the animal and did wish he stepped on the wing. "Very careless of you to be lying there all spread out, you know that, right?" He'd purr, sitting down next to Dante and curling his tail over his paws, a small smile flickering on his maw. The other was kinda big, but Jormungand didn't really care. They were the same size. Let him react however he wanted to.

#psychosocial.

[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

[glow=white,1,400]THEY WANNA SEE BLOOD, THEY WANNA SEE HATE ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Dante was definitely bigger than your average domestic feline, but around the size of a cougar - or at least, that's what he has been told anyway. He knew he dwarfed most cats, but he hadn't been around enough pumas to know whether he matched up to them well enough. Hearing Jormungand's voice, the hybrid brought his wing in to his side, raising his head and lazily looking over at the jaguar.

"Oh, sure." Dante replied with a laugh. "But most people are smart enough to know not to wake a sleeping stoner." He was partially joking, partially speaking in truth; the worst he would do to a clanmate was likely snap at them to scare them, but if he could hold back on spilling blood, he would do so. Now if it were an enemy, however...? That would definitely be a different story.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

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JORMUNGAND

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His lip curled as the animal pulled his white wing towards his body. It looked so smooth and neat Jormungand wanted to smack it, really really hard. "What're you doing out here in the middle of everything anyways? Don't you  have shit to do, places to be, animals to flirt with?" He tossed the words out casually, it's what he does anyways. What would be interesting would be if they shared the same interests, then they could hang out.

#psychosocial.

[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

[glow=white,1,400]THEY WANNA SEE BLOOD, THEY WANNA SEE HATE ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Dante laughed at Jormungand's question, shaking his head in amusement. "Fuck man, I wish!" Damn, it would be nice to have some chicks around but honestly, The Pitt seemed full of men. But hey, he wasn't necessarily complaining about that either; men knew how to have fun. "Haven't you heard of sunning before? Y'know, takin' a nap in the sun?" He asked but went on quickly without waiting for a reply, "You should try it some time. Maybe it'll ease your uptight ass." Jormungand definitely seemed like the type to just want to hull up and punch someone, and in Dante's mind, the dude needed a chill pill.

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He rolled his eyes and was about to reply when he got cut off, and an annoyed frown wrinkled his nose. "No, don't think I've ever done it. I think I'll try it right now, how's that?" He hmm'd, plopping his uptight ass down right on Dante's foot, making sure his tail thudded onto the white wing.
"Now that's pretty comfortable, but ain't it a bit boring? Just, y'know, sitting down in the sun, of all places, and doing nothing?" He scoffed. "I do wanna hit someone too, can I hit you? I don't think I could stay still for that fucking long." He offered, turning to look down at the male with a smirk.

#psychosocial.