A Buried Hatchet - Tanglewood alliance request

[snare]

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snare mortem —  male — wolf — typhoon — privateer — argus x npc

[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #633c00;"]Snare would be the next Typhooner to approach the Tanglewood member, his eyes curious and ears perked up straight.  The pup would come to stand by Goldie, looking at Morgan with his fuzzy head tilted to the side mere centimeters.  A smile would claim its place on his jaws, tail wagging gently.  It was a contrast to the seriousness of his older peers, making his youngness and his naïve nature plainly clear.

He wouldn’t say a word yet, apparently everybody had already asked the questions needed and if this was really serious clan business, he didn’t want to ruin it.  Snare would puff out his creamy fuzzy chest however, and keep his sitting posture straight and big.  He was a Privateer now, and he should probably start acting like it.