05-11-2020, 09:28 PM
Joinings were typically a tedious procedure. They oft varied not a lot from one another, as they all followed the quintessential get introduced, get welcomed model. Thus, Leroy found that when the joiner knew a Tangler on a personal level, their inauguration into the tribe were more interesting than the other ones. Interesting first impressions are highly advantageous to the newcomers, since most interesting first impressions transcended into good first impressions. And it's common knowledge that good impressions are absolutely crucial to have.
Upon Bloth Hoondr (sounded German or somewhere in that part of Europe) addressed Dr. Caustic by his name without any preceding introduction on the doctor's end, the general's brows ascended in curiosity. Previous business partners? A cutthroat ex-lover from the past? Longtime arch-enemies? Whatever it was, the tall canine was bent on discovering what the case was. Cocking a shrewd grin, the male approaches and says "Please don't kill him, if that's what you intend on doin'. Or, at least, don't kill him somewheres ya can get his blood ev'rywhere." He then nods his noggin in greeting. Yet another wolf. The local population of those was on the rise, and assuming this one wished to join, it would not be long before they established themselves as the dominant species.
"M'name's Leroy," he continues, lowering his posture into a stretch whilst he speaks, before resuming his previous position and facetiously mouthing "if you do join us, then who knows, maybe you'll find someone else ya know. Don't kill no one, though, I'm serious 'bout that."
Upon Bloth Hoondr (sounded German or somewhere in that part of Europe) addressed Dr. Caustic by his name without any preceding introduction on the doctor's end, the general's brows ascended in curiosity. Previous business partners? A cutthroat ex-lover from the past? Longtime arch-enemies? Whatever it was, the tall canine was bent on discovering what the case was. Cocking a shrewd grin, the male approaches and says "Please don't kill him, if that's what you intend on doin'. Or, at least, don't kill him somewheres ya can get his blood ev'rywhere." He then nods his noggin in greeting. Yet another wolf. The local population of those was on the rise, and assuming this one wished to join, it would not be long before they established themselves as the dominant species.
"M'name's Leroy," he continues, lowering his posture into a stretch whilst he speaks, before resuming his previous position and facetiously mouthing "if you do join us, then who knows, maybe you'll find someone else ya know. Don't kill no one, though, I'm serious 'bout that."