{Sorry, I am working on a new character design right now. ^,^}
Rannoch took a soft step backwards, tail twitching as he uncirled is lips into a soft smirk. Why was she standing up for him? And why did the brute care so much to keep her away from him? Rann didnt know, but felt the urge to come to her defense. If he wouldn't get ripped to pieces.

