11-20-2018, 08:59 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]/ two tom hardy faceclaims one thread, hell yeah dude
He knew that scent. It'd burned his nostrils countless times before, each new encounter with the 'ally' bringing nothing more than distrust and disdain. They'd ignored the Heeler for the most part, refusing to communicate as soon as he expressed his opinions, that avoidance policy of theirs had done nothing to quell his fears - and it'd been too late to stop the deaths of Delilah and Wisper. Another one of them threats entering his part-time home brought his ears to stand fully erect and his typically droopy tail to raise, alert. Pushing through the various vines and shrubbery, a scream could be heard at any moment if he wasn't careful. Axle knew they shouldn't have been weak enough to be caught by surprise in the first place... he knew it didn't concern him...
So why did he stand protectively in front of Arrow, teeth bared for the tiny mammal to see? Eddie wasn't dangerous to the traditionally orientated canine, with minimum thought put into powers and the like, the Australian canine hardly felt threatened by the Procyon's appearance. That smell brought out a Pavlovian paranoia within him regardless, and without saying a word to a stranger he made it clear that they'd have some explaining to do. Some time had passed before the Guardsman's cranium lowered, a soft warning growl emanating from the back of his throat. Unable to determine the difference between naivety and arrogance within the other at having the nerve to deliver an 'invitation', honey coloured eyes would lock firmly onto the Roseblooder. No sudden moves.
He knew that scent. It'd burned his nostrils countless times before, each new encounter with the 'ally' bringing nothing more than distrust and disdain. They'd ignored the Heeler for the most part, refusing to communicate as soon as he expressed his opinions, that avoidance policy of theirs had done nothing to quell his fears - and it'd been too late to stop the deaths of Delilah and Wisper. Another one of them threats entering his part-time home brought his ears to stand fully erect and his typically droopy tail to raise, alert. Pushing through the various vines and shrubbery, a scream could be heard at any moment if he wasn't careful. Axle knew they shouldn't have been weak enough to be caught by surprise in the first place... he knew it didn't concern him...
So why did he stand protectively in front of Arrow, teeth bared for the tiny mammal to see? Eddie wasn't dangerous to the traditionally orientated canine, with minimum thought put into powers and the like, the Australian canine hardly felt threatened by the Procyon's appearance. That smell brought out a Pavlovian paranoia within him regardless, and without saying a word to a stranger he made it clear that they'd have some explaining to do. Some time had passed before the Guardsman's cranium lowered, a soft warning growl emanating from the back of his throat. Unable to determine the difference between naivety and arrogance within the other at having the nerve to deliver an 'invitation', honey coloured eyes would lock firmly onto the Roseblooder. No sudden moves.
AND THE EARTH BECOMES MY THRONE
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