06-15-2018, 01:38 AM
Morgan appeared as the newcomer introduced herself. The samoyed was dry, the rain around him seemingly stopping just inches above his head. Peering at the rude Proxy, he whispered, "We don't treat joiners like that, Killian." The canine stepped close to the blue cat, his curious expression hidden beneath his mask of ice. He took a deep breath, his invisible umbrella extending to cover everyone nearby. "Morgan, Regent of Tanglewood," the dog chirped, introducing himself.
"So, Rain, you can join us if you want. Tanglewood is a dangerous place. Lots of gators and traps around," he continued. He had clearly been through the motions many times before, but he still looked perky at the prospect of a new Tangler. "If you want to join, follow us. Don't want to get caught in a trap, right?"
"So, Rain, you can join us if you want. Tanglewood is a dangerous place. Lots of gators and traps around," he continued. He had clearly been through the motions many times before, but he still looked perky at the prospect of a new Tangler. "If you want to join, follow us. Don't want to get caught in a trap, right?"