07-24-2018, 09:56 PM
THOR
Another one had arrived, this time with the same scent as the maned wolf but wielding a sharp tongue. He had the guts to give Thor attitude, and the bear produced a gutteral rumbling in his throat. His gaze burned into Caesar's, but surprisingly, no threats spilled from his maw. Instead, he huffed and answered plainly, "Thor." To anyone who followed Norse mythology that might have sounded a bit strange, but rest assured, he was not the God of Thunder. In fact, he possessed no powers whatsoever. He had his own versions of super abilities: tooth and claw.
He whipped his gaze over to where the she-wolf had fallen to the ground and rolled around, laughing presumably at his reaction to the fish. Hey, that wasn't funny! It was far from funny. The bear, clearly not appreciating the fact that he had been made a laughing-stock, snarled, "Hey, stop laughing! Or I'll make you wish you hadn't!" He threatened, though he was perhaps more pouty than anything. Thor did not like being laughed at. It reminded him of that dreadful place, the one where he was trapped in a small box and had no choice but to cower whenever anyone came close. It made him feel embarrassed, much like when he had been a subject.
The female had ceased her giggling, and was now getting down to business. Good, it was better that they had all moved on from that incident. Thor cocked his head out of confusion at her words, and he questioned, "What's a 'Typhoon'?" He had never heard of these groups before. Albeit he had grown up in a similar community setting, it had been far away from this land. So, it was stay or leave, huh? Thor could have just up and left; he was used to being on his own. But, then again... this place was surrounded by an ocean. And the ocean had fish. Fish were tasty.
Briefly licking his lips, Thor asked them, "So, if I join you guys... do I get to keep the fish? And can I get more?" Frankly, all he cared about at the moment was filling his stomach.
He whipped his gaze over to where the she-wolf had fallen to the ground and rolled around, laughing presumably at his reaction to the fish. Hey, that wasn't funny! It was far from funny. The bear, clearly not appreciating the fact that he had been made a laughing-stock, snarled, "Hey, stop laughing! Or I'll make you wish you hadn't!" He threatened, though he was perhaps more pouty than anything. Thor did not like being laughed at. It reminded him of that dreadful place, the one where he was trapped in a small box and had no choice but to cower whenever anyone came close. It made him feel embarrassed, much like when he had been a subject.
The female had ceased her giggling, and was now getting down to business. Good, it was better that they had all moved on from that incident. Thor cocked his head out of confusion at her words, and he questioned, "What's a 'Typhoon'?" He had never heard of these groups before. Albeit he had grown up in a similar community setting, it had been far away from this land. So, it was stay or leave, huh? Thor could have just up and left; he was used to being on his own. But, then again... this place was surrounded by an ocean. And the ocean had fish. Fish were tasty.
Briefly licking his lips, Thor asked them, "So, if I join you guys... do I get to keep the fish? And can I get more?" Frankly, all he cared about at the moment was filling his stomach.
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I WAS LIGHTNING BEFORE THE THUNDER
[align=center]THOR / THE TYPHOON / CREWMATE / BROWN BEAR / BIOGRAPHY