10-08-2020, 06:30 PM
The sparkledoggo sniffed at the air, ears flicking back momentarily. Quasar disliked dealing with strangers—they were unpredictable by nature. Still, he walked onto the beach, his three tails lashing behind him in a fox-like manner. His neck craned up to properly look at the massive canid. Ugh, why did most of PalmClan’s visitors have to be so damned tall?
“Yeah. I’m Quasar, one of the apprentices in PalmClan,” he answered. His ears flicked forward. The stranger sounded friendly enough, so he relaxed his guard a tad. “You got a name? And what’re you here to talk about?”
“Yeah. I’m Quasar, one of the apprentices in PalmClan,” he answered. His ears flicked forward. The stranger sounded friendly enough, so he relaxed his guard a tad. “You got a name? And what’re you here to talk about?”
[sup]can't let the hands of time[/sup] [sub]enslave us.[/sub] that's not how i'll go!
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