04-08-2022, 07:31 PM
Arfur didn’t have much to bring, in all truth. The young pup had simple things, some plants for instance. Hauling them through the doorway first, his ebony gaze travelled up and saw Jormungand waiting for him. A ginger smile appeared on his maw as he set down his catnip plant and glanced around. Then, he saw the corner clearly meant for himself.
Moving into it, he would arrange his plants carefully before turning and looking at the doorway. “I don’t has much…”
Moving into it, he would arrange his plants carefully before turning and looking at the doorway. “I don’t has much…”
GRAVEYARD