09-03-2018, 05:10 PM
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"Gone, they went their different ways. I'm not one to keep them caged. They can go where they want." Owen grunted in response to the question he was asked, growing impatient from the amount of time it took to even get the knife out of his shoulder. Fuck this, if he knew it would take this long, he would have yanked it out himself.
Then, he heard a cocky retort from a child, and Owen's amber gaze moved over to the source of it. Fuck no, he wasn't going to deal with a bunch of kids. He nodded towards the canine next to him, but turned his gaze back to the felidae with a look of utter annoyance. "Kids and water sounds like a good combination, y'know. Ever went swimming, bud?" He joked sarcastically, his tail thumping against the ground. If it was a pissing contest people wanted, Owen could spit some serious fire from his tongue. Not literally, though.
— 25 m/o — male — german shepherd — typhoon — tags
[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #75A29D;"]"Gone, they went their different ways. I'm not one to keep them caged. They can go where they want." Owen grunted in response to the question he was asked, growing impatient from the amount of time it took to even get the knife out of his shoulder. Fuck this, if he knew it would take this long, he would have yanked it out himself.
Then, he heard a cocky retort from a child, and Owen's amber gaze moved over to the source of it. Fuck no, he wasn't going to deal with a bunch of kids. He nodded towards the canine next to him, but turned his gaze back to the felidae with a look of utter annoyance. "Kids and water sounds like a good combination, y'know. Ever went swimming, bud?" He joked sarcastically, his tail thumping against the ground. If it was a pissing contest people wanted, Owen could spit some serious fire from his tongue. Not literally, though.