Quasar’s tails flicked as Dante left their territory. Chest puffing, he inhaled the deepest breath of today and huffed it all out in one burst. Sparks darted between his yellow ears, and the apprentice’s jaw worked. The canine huffed again. Fuck. Stryker deserved an idiot like that for a wanderer.
When the smarter of the duo started talking, the vaporwave mess looked his way, frown deepening. “Skittle? At least I look like a royal, unlike you. Bet the reason why the Condemned puts dyes on their fur is ‘cause they all look as boring as you.” Lip curling up, Quasar’s flashed his teeth, but stood as nonchalant as before.
He had further comments on how dumb the whole protecting some idiot because of bloodlines was, but the colorful eyesore grumbled them incoherently to himself. “Whatever. Your muscle’s gone, so now what’re you gonna do? Eat coconuts and run away from your problems waiting for you back home?”
can't let the hands of time enslave us.
that's not how i'll go!
like the men we are
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that's not how i'll go!
————— ⬆ ————— pharaoh — dating kole — descendants of the departed ————— ⬇ —————
these memories fade to stardust, let's brave the world like the men we are