04-05-2018, 09:25 PM
REBEL JUST FOR KICKS
the midgard serpent. tags.
Jör wrapped himself around a tree branch, head hanging low as he'd lazily been watching the world from where he'd slithered up. When the... whatever she was, cat-fish-thing, had approached, he lifted his head only slightly and his tongue flicked out. He hadn't experienced anyone else's joining aside from his own, so he wasn't too sure if he would know what to say. He wasn't in a hurry to stop her from ringing the bells because his own hearing wasn't too great and it didn't bug him like it might bug someone else. He still sat by to watch when the black mamba slipped from the basket and he wondered if she would notice the thing coming for her flank. Too caught up in his own excitment so see how it played out, he didn't think about the consequence until after the fact. Unwinding from the branch, he plopped to the ground and slithered through the bushes to the gate. Awfully calm for the situation, he said, "Hey lady, you really shouldn't have annoyed them. I think they might be deadly." Good job. Though, he assumed she hadn't known that. Why else would she just let it happen? He lifted his head from the ground, inching closer to her. "I should get someone. I don't know anything about this kind of thing." With that, he quickly slithered off to find anyone that was possibly just a little more helpful than him.
i just be here and there