08-07-2019, 11:28 AM
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
The large lion wasn't exactly the most cuddly person in the world. Of course, the main exception was Draekon, and in some cases his brother when they both needed comfort, but other than that he tried to keep his distance from others. He liked his personal space, and he found that being a pretty huge and intimidating lion made it that most of the time, others kept their distance from him. However, he found that this was one of the few occasions where he wanted somebody to hold him. Truthfully he wanted Draekon to be the one holding him right now, but Worm knew that he couldn't make the walk all the way to their meetup spot right now. His back legs were aching way too much right now, and he knew if he walked all the way through the swamp and the surrounding forest area, he'd collapse long before he ever got to see his boyfriend for today. He could've tried flying, but he still didn't have a very firm grasp on it, and he didn't want to get stuck between Tanglewood and the Pitt in the same way he would if he had tried walking all the way there. So instead he had stayed inside of camp, sort of just lounging around his house and his porch, seeming restless and unhappy for most of the day.
He had eventually decided to go on a walk around town to try and burn off his excess restless energy, despite the fact that it was making his back legs burn already. When he saw Poetking on Moth's porch with a bunch of pillows and blankets all over him, he had blinked in confusion and looked around, before noticing the sign on the wall with the crude drawings of what appeared to be a slumber party. He hesitated for a moment before slowly moving up beside his brother, his ears pinned to his head and a soft and lonely sigh leaving him before he questioned both his brother and Moth, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Is this... slumber party thing open to everybody? Or is it just something that the two of you planned together?"[/glow] He wouldn't mind leaving and going back to his house, just snuggling underneath the blankets and sleeping for probably the rest of the day until he felt less like curling up and dying. He didn't know why he was in such a depressive state right now, but he really wanted it to just go away.
He had eventually decided to go on a walk around town to try and burn off his excess restless energy, despite the fact that it was making his back legs burn already. When he saw Poetking on Moth's porch with a bunch of pillows and blankets all over him, he had blinked in confusion and looked around, before noticing the sign on the wall with the crude drawings of what appeared to be a slumber party. He hesitated for a moment before slowly moving up beside his brother, his ears pinned to his head and a soft and lonely sigh leaving him before he questioned both his brother and Moth, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Is this... slumber party thing open to everybody? Or is it just something that the two of you planned together?"[/glow] He wouldn't mind leaving and going back to his house, just snuggling underneath the blankets and sleeping for probably the rest of the day until he felt less like curling up and dying. He didn't know why he was in such a depressive state right now, but he really wanted it to just go away.
— Reggan