♢ Dallas
( subordinate / 6 years / male / location: main den / tags: Cirilla )
( subordinate / 6 years / male / location: main den / tags: Cirilla )
Dallas gazed at the female and snapped, "I'm fine. Rest won't feed bellies" He had to admit Ciri was helping ease the pain but he thought to himself how nothing could slow him down. The silver brute flicked his ears impatiently with a mix with homesick, he felt anger rising in him for the mouse brained humans and found it hard not to lung at the fence again. Finally he said grimly, "I need your help to make a plan to escape" As he spoke a tall male human walked over to the fence carrying five huge chunks of meat. He let out a whistle and crouched down by the fence, waiting for the wolves to come. That made Dallas's face darken, they never got to hunt and the man didn't even know about the orders of feeding, he would probably just give the biggest chunk to the omega.








