11-18-2018, 10:57 PM
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"If you think he's scary now. Don't get on his bad side." A grin pulled across the male's muzzle then before the winged canine sat back and allowed a yawn to leave his throat. His dual colored gaze narrowed a bit before he blinked a couple of times, feeling the strain of exhaustion before he shrugged his shoulders a little bit more. Yeah sure he was tired but hell if he slept he already knew what was in store for him. He figured he could find something to eat in this jungle there had to be something because the thought of starving was not very appealing. In fact they could at least eat some fruit or something, veggies maybe? Whatever he came across would be good at this point.
[glow=#000,1,400]NOT CAUSE I'M BUSY, I JUST DON'T GIVE A FUCK — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]Well, he could say without a doubt that that had been fun. Who would have thought that a brute like that would have been so easy to nab anyway. He was a damn lion for christ's sake and he just so easily went down. Frankly he liked to have a challenge, the bigger a challenge was the more exciting it was to take him down and frankly that one had been so lack luster. Even if they hadn't been able to get a lot out of him he was still curious about the method in which Goldenboy handled the situation because it was always easier to kill whom they captured so that they didn't cause any problems in the long run. But it seemed that this one would have a better fate them most that came across the crew and he better count himself lucky on that one. Flicking his tail a little bit the male would have been seen just cleaning his paws off as he had not gotten any weapons of his own. He was usually always near Vagabond and this was no different. The water was already tinged pink from blood stained items and he sighed a bit as he was interrupted in his cleaning process. Dual colored eyes lifted up and he tilted his head a bit, gaze hidden by the shadow of the cowboy hate that he wore on top of his cranium. Hmmm, if he had a dime for when someone said that about Vaga, he'd be rich he supposed."If you think he's scary now. Don't get on his bad side." A grin pulled across the male's muzzle then before the winged canine sat back and allowed a yawn to leave his throat. His dual colored gaze narrowed a bit before he blinked a couple of times, feeling the strain of exhaustion before he shrugged his shoulders a little bit more. Yeah sure he was tired but hell if he slept he already knew what was in store for him. He figured he could find something to eat in this jungle there had to be something because the thought of starving was not very appealing. In fact they could at least eat some fruit or something, veggies maybe? Whatever he came across would be good at this point.