10-02-2018, 09:28 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]The notion that someone could trespass upon their desert home and some of them not knowing it didn't surprise the former slave. In fact, he found it shameful that the Rosebloods had forced them out of their previous home. He missed the jungle dearly but he kept that notion to himself as law was law and the whims of the leader was their own to make come true. Sighing the large beast moved forward, eyes easily shifting over the lay of the land as he picked up the scent of Typhoon. How strange? Unless they were of the two captures they had recently acquired? But not this far from the fortress, never this far. On the wind drifted Quill's scent and where he was the other would surely be as he followed after, forked tail sliding against the ever shifting sands that they lived in. It took a few moments before the male reached the site of the trespassing individual and he cocked his head to the side, eyes shifting over the area before he allowed a snort to leave him. Seemed like they were troubling the Typhoon a lot these days and he had no doubts that they would retaliate. But all he truly cared about was keeping his capture, and Quill safe. "It would be wise to turn back now. Unless you would prefer the hassle." His voice expressed emotionlessness as he slowly settled to sit upon the ground.