WHITE NOISE ☆ draekon

[wormwood.]

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

Blinking in surprise at what Draekon was trying to do, Wormwood laughed softly and moved over to the tiger's side, slowly nuzzling his face forward against Draekon's neck to try and fluff his fur up like a mane. It didn't work very much, but the nuzzling was sort of nice, he supposed. The lion then rumbled softly, a little smile on his muzzle, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I dont really think you can get a mane on your own, I'm afraid. But dont feel too bad, tons of other animals don't have big thick manes. Hell, Poet doesn't even have as much of a mane as me, and he's also a lion."[/glow]