08-21-2018, 10:36 PM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — HARD
There seemed to always be something going on. He was tired and a heaviness clung to his webbed paws, causing them to drag against the ground but the male was rather alert today. Perhaps because he wasn’t eating he was starting to get desperate and he too a deep breath in smelling the air before releasing it slowly. There was a commotion going on and he pulled his ears forward just a bit to listen to what was happening. Someone had gotten caught trying to steal a fish? Stuck in a fishing net? A part of him got a little anxious because he hoped it wasn’t his fishing net as fixing that would be a pain in the butt but at the same time a fish was just many in a sea of others. The problem was small and of little value to make a huge scene about. Scrunching up his muzzle a bit the mutant walked forward at a slow pace not really having the want to make an appearance but he needed to get out of his progressing slump somehow. Socializing was something that was supposed to help with that.
As he approached the scene his eyes of pearls narrowed a bit as he examined the fox and then the rest whom didn’t seem like they were all too kind about the situation. He had ears the thinly veiled threats on the fox’s life and he sighed a bit before he shook his head before looking at the pile of fish that would certainly leave a rather nasty smell in the air and one on the fox who was buried underneath it all. ”Instead of threatin’ him how bout ya get him out the pile of fish. Help him out a bit.” Came the dawnguard’s voice as he came a bit closer to the scene at hand. His fin raised up a bit the appendage swaying slowly but his body was tense and he narrowed his eyes a little bit more before turning to look at the fox as he stepped forward and moved to attempt to help the fox out of the pile of fish, a grim look upon his face. ”What’s ya name, laddie?”
As he approached the scene his eyes of pearls narrowed a bit as he examined the fox and then the rest whom didn’t seem like they were all too kind about the situation. He had ears the thinly veiled threats on the fox’s life and he sighed a bit before he shook his head before looking at the pile of fish that would certainly leave a rather nasty smell in the air and one on the fox who was buried underneath it all. ”Instead of threatin’ him how bout ya get him out the pile of fish. Help him out a bit.” Came the dawnguard’s voice as he came a bit closer to the scene at hand. His fin raised up a bit the appendage swaying slowly but his body was tense and he narrowed his eyes a little bit more before turning to look at the fox as he stepped forward and moved to attempt to help the fox out of the pile of fish, a grim look upon his face. ”What’s ya name, laddie?”