10-26-2018, 02:43 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]More insensitive comments came in from Sunhaven, and whilst he didn't believe so much in letting other's words justify a forming opinion, this was a new situation that required such reckless judgement. What he was hearing was a sure sign of apathy, that they didn't truly care for Tanglewood and instead just saw it as a way to boost their 'PR', as one might say. No sane creature would jest about another being driven from their homes, then offer no forms of apology when such behavior went unpunished. With rules about respect so easily abandoned, the Heeler was left with the impression that these folk were on the verge of collapse - perhaps one day they'd turn into the Pitt. Regardless of his sudden mental tirade, the tiniest hints of a growl were offered in Leroy's defense, at least knowing better than to attack them straight up.
Others started apologising, but it felt so jaded, he couldn't help but stare right through those with a sudden conscience. Once everyone had seemingly spoken their peace, Axle began taking steps backwards, refusing to show his back to these guys as he stepped away. With no need to introduce himself or follow them into the lion's den, the male would use the time to find the closest thing to a fox's den he could. When far enough to protect himself from a sneak attack, the male turned around, looming off towards unknown lands. It truly felt like he was leaving, like he was back on the road and fending for himself. The feeling was lonely, and for the moments of calm within him he had to wonder if living with a group for so long had left him spoiled and vulnerable. His gaze hardened. No, he wouldn't think about that at the moment.
Others started apologising, but it felt so jaded, he couldn't help but stare right through those with a sudden conscience. Once everyone had seemingly spoken their peace, Axle began taking steps backwards, refusing to show his back to these guys as he stepped away. With no need to introduce himself or follow them into the lion's den, the male would use the time to find the closest thing to a fox's den he could. When far enough to protect himself from a sneak attack, the male turned around, looming off towards unknown lands. It truly felt like he was leaving, like he was back on the road and fending for himself. The feeling was lonely, and for the moments of calm within him he had to wonder if living with a group for so long had left him spoiled and vulnerable. His gaze hardened. No, he wouldn't think about that at the moment.
AND THE EARTH BECOMES MY THRONE
———————「 tanglewood / [color=black]tags / blue heeler / @ PYRO 」 ———————