Whew. That return howl is something else. Chromeo shivers some and wonders, since he sounds close, just how he managed to lose that bright bag of muscle at all. Ghost then trotting over to his location is enough to make him tense up some even though he's the one that called, only because he's still not used to it. It's not easy to chill with something so large constatly barreling toward you, especially considering the circumstances of their first meeting. Chromeo is quick to recover however and tilts his head up with his bobbed tail lightly wagging. "Hey man..." Seeing Ghost look confused as to why he called him, he opens his mouth to speak (mostly out of habit and even though Ghost doesn't understand, maybe he likes the babbling), but he pauses when another voice breaks in. Jesus Christ, he almost jumps out of his straps. Who the hell is this dude? Typhoon territory? Like gangs? Is he a gangster?
"Well that's an unfortunate name," he snorts lightly, looking pretty smug because what's this dude gonna do with fur and fury over here watering the ground with his saliva? Chromeo doesn't know a lot about this outside world, granted, but he's positive from lots of tv that big things eat small stuff. He means, look at whales and those sea roach looking things they eat. Case closed. Duh. Yet he can't help but be intrigued by those tats because tats are pretty cool. His owner had tats but they didn't glow . What is up with that? "Uh, cuz we wanna be," he says like a bratty teen; like it's the dumbest question in the world. "Who are you waltzing up like you own the place? And if you do, needs some work, dude." Chromeo laughs. Okay, this dude may look cool but Chromeo is cooler and he needs to establish that right away. But then again, his mom would be real mad about him being so rude too... but like, fuck this dood for real. He's gotta lead a good example for Ghost. But then again, again,.. he doesn't actually want Ghost to hurt anyone and he's not so sure he can stop him if he decides to. Erhm...
"Soooo anyway, yeah, shoo and I'll spare you." He waves his paw toward the other domestic canine, trying to make a tough guy face but he ain't so good at it and just looks constipated. But who cares. Ghost looks badass and Ghost is his crew so that makes him the shit too, right?
Right.
"Well that's an unfortunate name," he snorts lightly, looking pretty smug because what's this dude gonna do with fur and fury over here watering the ground with his saliva? Chromeo doesn't know a lot about this outside world, granted, but he's positive from lots of tv that big things eat small stuff. He means, look at whales and those sea roach looking things they eat. Case closed. Duh. Yet he can't help but be intrigued by those tats because tats are pretty cool. His owner had tats but they didn't glow . What is up with that? "Uh, cuz we wanna be," he says like a bratty teen; like it's the dumbest question in the world. "Who are you waltzing up like you own the place? And if you do, needs some work, dude." Chromeo laughs. Okay, this dude may look cool but Chromeo is cooler and he needs to establish that right away. But then again, his mom would be real mad about him being so rude too... but like, fuck this dood for real. He's gotta lead a good example for Ghost. But then again, again,.. he doesn't actually want Ghost to hurt anyone and he's not so sure he can stop him if he decides to. Erhm...
"Soooo anyway, yeah, shoo and I'll spare you." He waves his paw toward the other domestic canine, trying to make a tough guy face but he ain't so good at it and just looks constipated. But who cares. Ghost looks badass and Ghost is his crew so that makes him the shit too, right?
Right.
WITH ALL MY HEART AND ALL MY YOUTH
I PRAY TO BE AS COOL AS YOU!
I PRAY TO BE AS COOL AS YOU!