08-28-2018, 10:16 PM
[align=center][div style=" width: 425px; font-family calibri; font-size: 12px; color: darkgrey; text-align: justify; padding: 7px; line-height: 130%"]The smell of blood was something that Boston was never going to be able to forget, especially with the picture that lay before him being the thing that would come up for the rest of his life when he ever thought about blood, at least for the time being. An uneasy feeling crept into the Akita pup's stomach as he watched in horror as the eyeless creature ate his fellow Snowbounder, and then he felt as though he was going to be sick, the smell catching in his nose and staying there, the metallic thing.
Unlike Ikanaide, Boston was going to say something though. His words might not be something that would scare the other off - his voice being nothing but a frail, shaking squeak at this point in time - but it was something that might startle the other at first. Of course, he didn't think about the possibility of potentially becoming the next meal, or snack in his case, of the creature. "L-leave them be!" he'd bark out, chest puffing out as soon as he had done so, proud of himself for just the moment. "They w-wasn't food!"
Unlike Ikanaide, Boston was going to say something though. His words might not be something that would scare the other off - his voice being nothing but a frail, shaking squeak at this point in time - but it was something that might startle the other at first. Of course, he didn't think about the possibility of potentially becoming the next meal, or snack in his case, of the creature. "L-leave them be!" he'd bark out, chest puffing out as soon as he had done so, proud of himself for just the moment. "They w-wasn't food!"