pulled a little sneaky on ya xx m+g

[wormwood.]

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

The large lion had to suppose that he was one of the so called newcomers to the group. He hadn't meant to stay here, he had originally just meant to stop in and grab Poetking and get out, but now he was staying at the very least until Poet was feeling more stable, and even had his own home in the place. Which meant that it would probably be helpful to get to know the other group members that were around here, even if it was only so he wasn't wandering around in confusion around the large and maze like swamp land that Tanglewood called their home, possibly getting eaten by gators.

Slowly making his way out to where Sam was, the red and golden lion rested back on his haunches, his head tilting to one side as he looked the Guardsman over. A smoker, huh? He'd have to make sure that Poet knew how awful that was for your health. He assumed he already knew, but he didn't want Poet taking up smoking and then passing the fuck out. Clearing his throat, Worm grumbled lowly, waiting for others to show up and hopefully take the attention off of him, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"It's nice to meet you. My name is Wormwood. If you're looking for a fact about me... I'm from an abandoned city very far away, where lions ruled over our own little part of it."[/glow]