04-14-2021, 01:43 AM
Regardless of how sly Vayne thought she was being, it was pretty clear what she was planning to do. Even if he hadn't heard her telepathic message, the dealer figured that Vayne was following Danny in order to speak to him quietly to plan things out. And of course, he couldn't have that happening. So, his attentions were turned to the canine, another sly grin occupying the coyote's muzzle. His voice jovial and filled with mischief as he called, tail flicking, "Head's up, Danny!" And with that, he then chucked several eggs in Danny's direction, mainly aiming for the wolf's neck, or the back of his head. If any of them hit, it wouldn't be enough to hurt or anything, but the scent of rotten eggs on your neck certainly couldn't be a pleasant one.
— Reggan
— Reggan