patience to wait // joining

[| THE VAGABOND |]

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Questions no one can answer -

Vagabond usually just did what he wanted. When he first traveled to this place, the Hellhound just said that he was going to stay here and they didn't refuse him when he had walked past. The canine that had tried to intimidate him was certainly lucky over the fact that he hadn't ripped him to shreds or just completely crushed him with his large size. Vagabond certainly wasn't someone to mess with, but it was that intimidation factor that was keeping him alive. He wasn't that great when it actually came to fighting with his body. That was because he was used to walking on two legs instead of being able to walk on all four legs. It made it a little bit faster when he was running compared to when he was a human, but it wasn't the same. He was used to fighting at long range, but the only thing that he could fight with right now were the knives that were strapped to his chest. While he was standing there waiting for the other to react to the food that he had given him, the fur on the back of his nest began to bristle with anger. But it wasn't his anger, and he felt a presence somewhat behind him. Vagabond turned his head slightly to look at a familiar winged canine that was in the background. The other seemed to be pissed for whatever reason, and he knew that the list was probably 100 pages long as to why he was angry with their current situation. The one that he had put them in. He wouldn't be surprised if the entire crew was pissed at him for literally killing them on the heist that should have gone without a hitch at the end of it all. The Hellhound watched Rimmy walk away and go back toward the canyon, in which he turned his head again.

A familiar white lion making his way over as well, Vagabond still not knowing the other's guys name and not really caring either. His attention returned back to the fox when the other started talking. A nonexistent eyebrow raised when the fox mentioned that hunger was new. Was this kid so young to not remember what it was like to be hungry because of its parents providing for them? Oh well, the kid was eating the burger at least, and Vagabond was immediately called sir. Vagabond didn't mind being addressed formerly, as it was actually quite nice when other's showed respect to him. Maybe it was because of the hunger he had for power sometimes. The twin tails that he had swayed calmly, but the fur on the back of his neck remained bristled until Rimmy was a certain amount of distance away. Vagabond didn't seem to notice the change in his body language that he seemed to have. "Name's Vagabond by the way. Don't know anything about joining. I just said I was going to stay here and walk passed everyone." The 6ft tall hellhound would say with a shrug of his shoulders. He still did whatever he wanted. Finally, the lion spoke, which was still an odd thing to witness after all this time. The fox seemed to be looking for someone, and he wondered if it was the kids family. If the fox thought that he treated everyone around him like a family, that would be completely wrong. He would probably shot everyone through the skull if someone gave him enough money to do so. He held no connection to them.

[sub][W]isker[/sub]