06-15-2024, 02:18 PM
Honestly, Thomas thought the scarring made Reygan look pretty sick now, in the most positive use of the word. There was something about gnarly scars and wounds that just put a little more respect on the individual for him. Hell, even his own older brother had a pretty scarred face from his countless run-ins with unsavory people. Surviving whatever it was that caused something so gruesome, it was amazing to the canine who practically lived for adrenaline and wild stories. He could only wish he one day came out of the battlefield with some crazy shit like a missing eye and totally screwed up face!
Coming across the cat today was definitely an accident, he had been on his way to do one thing or another, for once without his older brother who told him to bugger off for the day. A casual greeting sat on his tongue as he was about to unceremoniously interrupt whatever it was Reygan was doing with the puddle, but his paws and thoughts completely faltered as he watched him suddenly just breakdown into tears. Uh oh. He glanced around him, wondering if anyone else was closer to deal with this and saw that, no he definitely was the closest. Well, he didn't want to make himself known now just to leave so he finished fully approaching the cat and his puddle-mirror, which was quickly muddied from the movement.
"Uhhh...hey-hey, man. What's up? You, uh, okay over here?" he asked, choppy and unsure. He had zero clue how to comfort others, but it was too late to back out now and damn it, he would try at least.
Coming across the cat today was definitely an accident, he had been on his way to do one thing or another, for once without his older brother who told him to bugger off for the day. A casual greeting sat on his tongue as he was about to unceremoniously interrupt whatever it was Reygan was doing with the puddle, but his paws and thoughts completely faltered as he watched him suddenly just breakdown into tears. Uh oh. He glanced around him, wondering if anyone else was closer to deal with this and saw that, no he definitely was the closest. Well, he didn't want to make himself known now just to leave so he finished fully approaching the cat and his puddle-mirror, which was quickly muddied from the movement.
"Uhhh...hey-hey, man. What's up? You, uh, okay over here?" he asked, choppy and unsure. He had zero clue how to comfort others, but it was too late to back out now and damn it, he would try at least.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* STRANGER THINGS HAVE COME AND GONE
TO SEE THE WORLD AND TAKE THE THRONE
DON'T HOLD BACK OH I WON'T HOLD BACK *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
TO SEE THE WORLD AND TAKE THE THRONE
DON'T HOLD BACK OH I WON'T HOLD BACK *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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