06-10-2020, 09:17 PM
Fuck, he hated bugs. They had too many of everything: eyes, legs, antennae, you name it. Their very existence made the wolfhound squeamish, and there wasn't a whole lot in the world that irked Leroy to the point of discomfort. If there was one thing worse than bugs, though, it was oversized bugs. Total abominations, they were. The first time Abathur crept up on him on all eight of his creepy legs, the wolfhound verged on knocking one of his various eyes out. He didn't care how much of an ass his hostile reaction made him look; Mother Nature screwed up when making the large spider, and Leroy wanted no part in his personal affairs.
The same thought process surged through his mind when seeing Nuzapa. Too huge for comfort. If Octane and Caustic had not been present, Leroy would have simply pretended to not see the dragon-bee creature and went about his day elsewhere. However, as multiple Tanglers were already interacting with the beast, the general was able to muster enough courage to overcome his fear and approach her. Trailing them silently, his tail motionless and slung low, Leroy would only speak in the event of him being acknowledged.
The same thought process surged through his mind when seeing Nuzapa. Too huge for comfort. If Octane and Caustic had not been present, Leroy would have simply pretended to not see the dragon-bee creature and went about his day elsewhere. However, as multiple Tanglers were already interacting with the beast, the general was able to muster enough courage to overcome his fear and approach her. Trailing them silently, his tail motionless and slung low, Leroy would only speak in the event of him being acknowledged.