10-10-2018, 04:48 PM
[glow=black,1,400]A BEATING HEART OF STONE, YOU GOTTA BE SO COLD TO MAKE IT IN THIS WORLD — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
A snarl rippled from the throat of the direhound, he walked forward with his ears pinned against his cranium. He wasn't a dragon but he was just as big as one of them, the fur along his neck and back rose slowly with a sudden hostility. These guys weren't welcomed here and well, Quill wouldn't hesitate in showing them,to the door roughly. His tail lashed to the sides for a moment, his pupils immediately narrowed at the sight of Moribund being caught by some pirate. Alright, that was not good with him. The lupine-like creature stood upright with his muscles a bit stiffened yet, he was ready to fight for the two-headed lamb back and to get these Typhooners out of their lands. Hopefully, Benny would arrive to assist the small forming group of Pittians.