FOURTHWALL & GLITCHHOP
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT
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THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY
Glitch didn't bother to hide her surprised look and the feeling of being impressed that caught her as Aine stepped forward and announced she was the mastermind behind the garden. One thing they would all learn quickly about Glitch was that she wasn't a dishonest or deceiving person- mainly because she couldn't mask her feelings if she tried. When she was excited, or frustrated, or uncertain it shone as clear as day on her features, and in this way she was very childlike in her own right, no filter to what she was experiencing.
"That explains why your paws are the only ones covered in dirt." the canine would muse with a friendly grin as she gestured to the boys and their clean paws.
At Aines mention of filling the pond, Glitch would noticeibly perk up. "I can help with that!" she would say, eager to be of use. "I mean, it might take a couple trips, but Fourth has some big wooden pails I could use to carry some water over from somewhere. Usually he uses them to gather fruit from the jungle, but I don't think he'd mind if I borrowed them for a while." she explained, not realizing how unusual it was for a hellhound to go out picking fruit. But it was normal for Glitch to spot the hybrid snacking on sweets like mangos and pears. He just liked food in general, particularly meats and sweet things.
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT
______________________________________________________________________________
THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY
Glitch didn't bother to hide her surprised look and the feeling of being impressed that caught her as Aine stepped forward and announced she was the mastermind behind the garden. One thing they would all learn quickly about Glitch was that she wasn't a dishonest or deceiving person- mainly because she couldn't mask her feelings if she tried. When she was excited, or frustrated, or uncertain it shone as clear as day on her features, and in this way she was very childlike in her own right, no filter to what she was experiencing.
"That explains why your paws are the only ones covered in dirt." the canine would muse with a friendly grin as she gestured to the boys and their clean paws.
At Aines mention of filling the pond, Glitch would noticeibly perk up. "I can help with that!" she would say, eager to be of use. "I mean, it might take a couple trips, but Fourth has some big wooden pails I could use to carry some water over from somewhere. Usually he uses them to gather fruit from the jungle, but I don't think he'd mind if I borrowed them for a while." she explained, not realizing how unusual it was for a hellhound to go out picking fruit. But it was normal for Glitch to spot the hybrid snacking on sweets like mangos and pears. He just liked food in general, particularly meats and sweet things.
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt