08-30-2018, 10:44 AM
The concept of pets pressed a squeamish sensitivity into his system. The idea of keeping another living being under total control was interesting to Leroy aforetime, prior to Tanglewood. Gone were his days of jurisdiction, nowadays the mutt was simply a random swamp dweller with a handful of antics up his sleeve. With that transition came a change of view for many things in life, especially control over others; these days, he valued freedom over all else. Unless it was a plant, or another type of vegetation, wildlife did not deserve thraldom.
Live or die, that is the way life was to be.
Unkempt limbs doddered through the grounds. The fact that his back left leg was partially broken suggested that the logical decision here would be to return home and rest. Not only that, but the risk of another insane alligator existing in the shadows drove the Irish wolfhound paranoid. Yet, he persisted, continuing lagging along until stopping at a dignified length away from Venus. Their young mug was fresh to him, though the fact that they reeked of swamp made him understand that this was also a Tangler, just one he hadn’t seen before. A small figure, one that was identified as a hamster as the mongrel encroached, took shelter in the warmth of the fluffy feline’s fur, said fur being in a bountiful amount. If they just found the rodent on the ground, it was probably irradiated or something, with an extra eye or leg. "Whatcha got there, furball?" Leroy inquired, almost interested in the events unfolding. It was a slow week for him as well, so the canine took attraction to even the slightest of thing.
Live or die, that is the way life was to be.
Unkempt limbs doddered through the grounds. The fact that his back left leg was partially broken suggested that the logical decision here would be to return home and rest. Not only that, but the risk of another insane alligator existing in the shadows drove the Irish wolfhound paranoid. Yet, he persisted, continuing lagging along until stopping at a dignified length away from Venus. Their young mug was fresh to him, though the fact that they reeked of swamp made him understand that this was also a Tangler, just one he hadn’t seen before. A small figure, one that was identified as a hamster as the mongrel encroached, took shelter in the warmth of the fluffy feline’s fur, said fur being in a bountiful amount. If they just found the rodent on the ground, it was probably irradiated or something, with an extra eye or leg. "Whatcha got there, furball?" Leroy inquired, almost interested in the events unfolding. It was a slow week for him as well, so the canine took attraction to even the slightest of thing.