｢ DUSTY BARREN LAND. WT / GAME ｣

[charlotte.]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]Games? Charlotte knows plenty of games. Granted, the only one that is even remotely child-friendly is hide-n-seek and even then the young female finds a way to take it to the next level. She is quick to place the blame on her less than orthodox upbringing. Growing up alone in the loner lands can really change a person. Especially when all of what little friends she made were far older than she. Regardless, the prospect of playing games with her new clanmates intrigues the beast enough for her to forget about intentions to feast upon fresh kill and instead head in the direction of Atlas and Clementine. In spite of her size, she moves with an uncanny grace.

"'This a fightin' game?" queries the tigress with an excited grin. All she knows about bulldogs is that they're supposed to be aggressive or something. Or maybe that's just the connotation of the word. Charlie hopes there's fighting involved. "Sounds fun, though." Curvaceous haunches casually settle upon the ground as she waits, piercing grey eyes fixing upon Atlas with interest.