07-30-2018, 01:39 PM
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"They're utahraptors, kid. Try not to show too much fear around them, please." Owen barked softly, amber eyes watching the fucking massive ass dragon walk over. He was hulking, huge. "If you'll keep me, that'd be great. We'll try to stay out of trouble. My girls aren't drinking anything that could kill them, though." He muttered, keeping his cold gaze level with the others that questioned him. "They killed a few and injured a few." He replied bluntly, biting his lip gently. Owen wasn't familiar with having to deal with being asked what his girls did. They were feral animals, it was kill or be killed to them. "I'm assuming I have to wait for ol' Pincher, then?"
— 25 m/o — male — german shepherd — typhoon — tags
[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #75A29D;"]"They're utahraptors, kid. Try not to show too much fear around them, please." Owen barked softly, amber eyes watching the fucking massive ass dragon walk over. He was hulking, huge. "If you'll keep me, that'd be great. We'll try to stay out of trouble. My girls aren't drinking anything that could kill them, though." He muttered, keeping his cold gaze level with the others that questioned him. "They killed a few and injured a few." He replied bluntly, biting his lip gently. Owen wasn't familiar with having to deal with being asked what his girls did. They were feral animals, it was kill or be killed to them. "I'm assuming I have to wait for ol' Pincher, then?"