billie jean // open, visitor

[deimos]

[align=center][align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]His eyes almost lit up with delight as more people gathered about. It seemed him smacking the bell rather loud left a commotion from wherever all these people buzzed from. Was it really that easy to capture their attention, to draw them out of hiding? Primus found the idea weakening of this.. culture, he should say, but he reminded himself not to give that nature of his inner side away.

His eyes flicked towards the second small creature that arrived, similar to the size of Goldie here, he assumed. "Why, of course! I only rang it once, after all." Primus smiled wide, his red eyes glimmering truthfully. That was the truth- Decius, or Primus, only hit it once. It was just how loud it was, he presumed, that they could hear it from everywhere. Efficient in that way, deficient in the fact that so many just arrived and could be.. silenced, per say.

His red optics shifted back towards Goldie, and the tall wolf tilted his head. "My friend? Her name is Rach- She's an Akaodon. She's probably under a different name now, but it's alright, I'll know her by sight. Or scent, really." He chuckled quietly. His ears twitched as they pressed up against each other. His bone nose didn't twitch as he inhaled their scent. Siblings. That made sense, the same size, the way they moved around each other- too comfortable for just friends, especially of their age. "Goldenluxury.. nice to meet you. I'll call you Gold." He said, the simple, unnerving grin spreading on his face, if you could even call it that.

His eyes hit Desperado next. Aye, the bell system worked well for both sides of the coin. However.. they seemed too simple to understand that his malicious air touched them all, and maybe at one point or another they may end up choking themselves breathing on it. What Primus thought in his head by that, wasn't revealed to them one way or another. It was almost cruel to think that Primus would tell them anything before letting them know by injury his real intent here in the Typhoon. But in Primus's head, anything was cruel and cold.

"Problems? Why, of course not. As I said, I'm just visiting. I'll be gone before a few weeks past." He said, his tail swishing behind him. But behind Desperado stood a great being, one that Primus hadn't seen in his life but had seen rumors of. His eyes flashed, his long, snake like tongue flashing out again to lick at his teeth. Was it a hydration issue? Possibly. Or was it hunger? One never know, and neither did Primus himself. "Oh, I'm sure of that. So many strong people stand before me, I wouldn't dream of it. Didn't come for that purpose, anyways."

But the final person that approached truly struck the blackened wolf, his bone teeth clacking together as she padded past them, looking about at her friends. He was.. allured, struck, to say it in the easiest way. But her scent, he found as he inhaled deeply, was littered by that of what he knew. His grin grew wider, like a Cheshire Cat receiving what it desired. Rach Akaodon was here. He was correct. His ears perked up, tail raising as she spoke, head cocking to the side as he listened.

His own eyes meet her, and a crude smirk emits from them, as if daring her to keep looking. His gaze traced over her body slowly, his tongue licking his teeth again. "Vandal.. certainly fits. Of course, living quarters. Hopefully I won't take up too much room." He said, nodding his head, gesturing to where most of them sourced from. "Let's?"

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