06-25-2019, 09:09 PM
bad girlfriend
Maybe it was pure coincidence that the rottsky ran across the inn, just as Indie had. He was looking for a good spot to plant his underground den in. Honestly, it would insulate better that way. Maybe that was just the snow dog instinct in him, after all. He, however, did run across the inn just as the door shut. He frowned, hair on all ends. He hadn't seen Indie just a moment before, but one quick glance to the ground showed the smaller pawprints leading towards the inn, disturbing the frost-bitten ground.
Myhri twitched his nose, stepping closer as he slowly knocked on the door. It wasn't long until he had pushed the door open himself, leaving no time for Indie to really come closer. He managed to bypass the sign that so called Indie closer. "Yello?" He called inside, nose twitching as he peeked around the door. He froze, purple eyes behind the purple hued glasses focused on the smaller beast. "Oh, damn, Indie it's just you." He said, stepping inside and pushing the door closed with a grunt.
He turned to look at the place, which seemed supremely run down besides the fireplace, the windows which had been freshly boarded up, arranged room with dust settling from where they had been pushed. Once again, ignoring the stairs. Myhri's eyes traced around the room, to the candle by the bar. He stepped closer, a low whistle persisting from his muzzle. "Quite a cozy place you got. Dusty as all hell, though."
Myhri twitched his nose, stepping closer as he slowly knocked on the door. It wasn't long until he had pushed the door open himself, leaving no time for Indie to really come closer. He managed to bypass the sign that so called Indie closer. "Yello?" He called inside, nose twitching as he peeked around the door. He froze, purple eyes behind the purple hued glasses focused on the smaller beast. "Oh, damn, Indie it's just you." He said, stepping inside and pushing the door closed with a grunt.
He turned to look at the place, which seemed supremely run down besides the fireplace, the windows which had been freshly boarded up, arranged room with dust settling from where they had been pushed. Once again, ignoring the stairs. Myhri's eyes traced around the room, to the candle by the bar. He stepped closer, a low whistle persisting from his muzzle. "Quite a cozy place you got. Dusty as all hell, though."
code by spacexual
LEND ME YOUR HAND AND
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO