I'm n(o)t scared? [ joining ]

[T. ROUX]

you think you know about me

Approaching the scene, the draconic boy would perk both of his tufted ears forward with a frown on his maw. Nobody respected borders these days but Trygve couldn't really say much given the fact that he had trespassed the first time he had ever arrived to the Pitt meeting both Aine and Gael. Even then, he had stepped over the border to greet Aine before the two of them went to their place. A place where they were free from the judgement of both the Pitt and the Typhoon,  a safe haven of their own. So, when Silent appeared at the scene to confront the stranger that had ignored the border would the draconic boy watch from a distance only to draw near to catch onto what was said by the stranger. Darling? Silent was being called a darling? That didn't seem right. At all.

Wrinkling his snout slightly in disgust only to speak with a roll of his eyes "I don't know what shit you're on to call Nightmare Fuel on legs a darling..." There was a pause as he stared at the panther, frown still present on his maw "But if Silent lets you stay instead of eating you, lucky you. I'm Trygve but call me Ry," With a lash of his tail did the young boy slowly sit down. What a fuckin weirdo. His brain was probably fried from the sun. A snort left him when that thought popped into his mind.

BUT YOU DON'T KNOW REALLY WHAT YOU'RE TALKING 'BOUT
YOU ACT AS IF I WAS BORN YESTERDAY, BUT WON'T YOU SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH

— Reggan