by Goldie. » Thu Feb 03, 2011 12:49 pm
A low snarl escaped Chance's muzzle, "Arisu!" He snapped, in a demanding tone, as he padded up to her, glaring at her furiously. "You better keep quiet, or that's it!" He threatened, with one last, stern glare at her, he dashed back to where he was, Lying beneath a tree.
-All pets and items free. Please take them. Leaving.
scottish | adult | she/they-