PRINCE CHARMING ¤¤ open && joining

[HAMMOND]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]He wasn't supposed to be near the others. The male was treating himself like a rabid dog, a feral that shouldn't ever be close to society... Axle found himself going against his desires several times. First was listening to the meeting, something he never should've done, and now it was following the others around to make sure that whoever was lingering close to their territory was not a threat to him or his chances of redeeming himself to this group. As the Heeler grew closer, a shadow among his other clanmates given how distanced he was from them and given how he was as quiet as a mouse, his honey coloured eyes narrowed partially in disgust. Words that made sense to ears that were used to silence made Axle wish he could rid himself of the situation - who could offer such things up so freely? He believed the lies given to him by other dogs he had once trained with - wild animals had lost their minds. Tanglewood had not shown such insanity but it seemed that those intrigued in the clan had qualities which he would never covet.

Staying standing, navy specked ears would stand like little soldiers as he watched for any suspicious movement. A black nose wrinkled, Axle tempting himself to curl his lips up in warning to the hound to not try anything stupid, but a wall of Tanglers stopped him from going full out with his aggression. Instead, the beast stood completely still with a raised tail and gently swaying limbs. Eyes rolled when someone offered to hug the lunatic, as if that was ever a valid option when they smirked like a Cheshire Cat, yet he still did not speak. It wasn't worth it, the others had enough charisma to deal with this individual and make sure he knew his place and the Heeler had seen madmen before. They took to threats like kids took to candy, and starting a fight right here wasn't going to do him any good.