05-22-2018, 10:58 PM
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When Brian spoke of Rosswood and being lost and losing memories, Tim could not help but become angrier. He didn't ask Brian to come save him all those times he was dragged into that hell hole. He didn't ask Brian to help him retrieve his memories. The coyote before him did that on his own, nothing more and nothing less. And saving him? As if. No way. It was the other way around, wasn't it? Tim tried to recall all the things his former best friend spat at him, but his memory was blurred once more. It was like looking at harsh television static and trying to make out the pictures: impossible. That being said, the only response he could offer Brian was a low growl. Lucifer had arrived a second too late to prevent Brian from slamming Tim into the snow underfoot. The impact stole the dark wolf's breath, and a loud grunt escaped his jaws. Brian managed to shove Tim's head into the frozen precipitation as Tim was, admittedly, helpless. Tim opened his muzzle, about to bite the other male when the dragon arrived. His dark eyes widened for a fraction of a second, and he attempted to push Brian off and away, out of the way of the beast. Having slithered out of the coyote's grasp, the man would stand up and shake himself, sending snow flying.
As he collected himself, trying to smooth out the red flannel button down he wore, two more arrived. One seemed to be almost in hysterics, and the other was as cool as the dragon that had asked them what the hell was going on seconds before. His eyes fell on Brian, narrowed, for a few seconds before turning to the Snowbound trio. The expression he gave them was softer than he offered Brian and much more apologetic.
"Er... Sorry about all that," he began, a bit sheepishly. He flicked snow from his ear and put on an air of confidence. "My name's Tim, that's Brian," he nodded his head to the tall, hooded coyote, "and we're looking to join... Sorry we crossed your borders, too. We tried our best to stay behind them, but our argument seemed to want otherwise." He let a small chuckle pass through his lips, hoping it would defuse this tense situation. The pair had already blown a good first impression, and Tim believed they need to salvage what they could.
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[glow=black,10,100]THE STARS ARE BRIGHT BUT DO THEY KNOW?[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]THE UNIVERSE IS BEAUTIFUL BUT COLD