08-15-2018, 07:12 AM
♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —
Oh yes, Dante was here, though he absolutely hated Snowbound's territory. The cold messed with his gills and made them scratchy and it hurt honestly, and the hybrid coughed as he made his way to the tribe's camp, arriving just in time to see Stryker rip out the leader's eye. Dante's ears pricked at that, clearly impressed with what Stryker had done. There was a fight breaking out and the Strong Arm couldn't help but feel adrenaline course through him, itching to be apart of the fight. Spotting [member=1939]WINTERWOLF[/member] , Dante would run at the male and try to tackle him. Time to get this shit started and end it.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛
#psychosocial.[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛