11-19-2018, 01:00 AM
Val was not too interested in his surroundings at all- in fact, he was so excited to meet people, he kept rushing ahead of Owen in hopes of getting there faster. But once he realized he wouldn't be able to find his own way to the Typhoon, he would pause and fall back, only to repeat the process a few minutes later. Learning was hard. His pop's warning fell on deaf ears, though. He had tripped and stumbled more times than he could count. What would being careful do for him?
However, as the gates came into view and the guard grew more visible, Valentine seemed to shrink behind his brother. The white pup was still excited, of course, to meet everyone- or at least, that's what he was telling himself. He was a big boy! He could handle it. Nothing to be nervous about.
He blinked rosy eyes and leaned closer to Leo and his dad.
"Who're they?" His question was whispered, and he turned his gaze from his brother up to Owen for a moment, then back, then to the crowd surrounding them. They looked a bit... fierce. Like they had a taste for blood. Small, white, puppy blood, specifically. Val swallowed hard. He trusted his dads, but this felt like a trap somehow. But maybe it wasn't? His ear twitched as Leo introduced himself, and he figured that if his brother had, he'd have to work up the courage to greet the mob, too.
"I'm Valentine. Val fer short. Uh... don't wear it out."
Hopefully the last bit would get him a few cool points.
"SPEECH"
However, as the gates came into view and the guard grew more visible, Valentine seemed to shrink behind his brother. The white pup was still excited, of course, to meet everyone- or at least, that's what he was telling himself. He was a big boy! He could handle it. Nothing to be nervous about.
He blinked rosy eyes and leaned closer to Leo and his dad.
"Who're they?" His question was whispered, and he turned his gaze from his brother up to Owen for a moment, then back, then to the crowd surrounding them. They looked a bit... fierce. Like they had a taste for blood. Small, white, puppy blood, specifically. Val swallowed hard. He trusted his dads, but this felt like a trap somehow. But maybe it wasn't? His ear twitched as Leo introduced himself, and he figured that if his brother had, he'd have to work up the courage to greet the mob, too.
"I'm Valentine. Val fer short. Uh... don't wear it out."
Hopefully the last bit would get him a few cool points.
"SPEECH"
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