10-19-2018, 09:15 PM
Fortunate for Kiira’s sake, Leroy did not notice the white mammal’s dematerializing ear, for the hound was much more invested in Axle’s proposition. Deer. Simply words’ utterance had the potential to force a grumble from the guardsman’s stomach, and it did. For weeks, the scarce scraps of past meals was all he’d survived on, and his appearance had taken a toll from it. Those strong legs were weakening, his once-rich belly evidently worse for wear. A great chop of venison bode as a perfect meal, legitimately enough to get him back on his feet and start functioning again. If only he had Ophelia to cook it for him.
The dimensions of a stag were not at all too difficult for the hound to overtake, so judging by the number of those present, he could easily see the poor sod dying in a matter of bloodied seconds. Sporting a confident smirk, the canine shifted towards the bandana-clad Axle, projecting the fellow pooch a sly wink, to exultantly quip "’m all for it, govna." The duece weren’t exactly strangers, considering that Leroy moderately saved his ass a while back.
The dimensions of a stag were not at all too difficult for the hound to overtake, so judging by the number of those present, he could easily see the poor sod dying in a matter of bloodied seconds. Sporting a confident smirk, the canine shifted towards the bandana-clad Axle, projecting the fellow pooch a sly wink, to exultantly quip "’m all for it, govna." The duece weren’t exactly strangers, considering that Leroy moderately saved his ass a while back.