03-24-2020, 12:05 AM
Octane had been a problem child himself. Too fast for his own good and getting into too much fucking trouble all the damn time. The cheetah stretched himself, both legs attached now, and healing. His wounds were patching and he only felt fucking sore now. That was fine though, he could work through the pain. Getting outside and taking a walk was far more entertaining than anything he could do inside. His legs always sunk into into the sand too hard, digging in like little shovels, so Octane approached the grouping precariously.
He stares at them, taking in the little seashell crocodile, a chirp leaving his throat.
"That's cute, amigo! Do the gator have a name?"
He stares at them, taking in the little seashell crocodile, a chirp leaving his throat.
"That's cute, amigo! Do the gator have a name?"
![[Image: Tiny_Pixel_Octane.png]](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/420775002091028481/716860912790929508/Tiny_Pixel_Octane.png){kind=tracking}
Run fast. Hit fast. Win fast.
( [color=black][b]✌ ━━━━━ octane / tanglewood / pixel by kinglykingstone )[/b]
( [color=black][b]✌ ━━━━━ octane / tanglewood / pixel by kinglykingstone )[/b]