WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY // relaxing

[glow=white,1,400]WHAT PART OF LIVING SAYS YOU GOTTA DIE ? — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, THE PITT, PITTIAN, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Oh, great. Dante rolled his eyes as he saw Jormungand make his way over, his tail starting to flick in displeasure. Any other time, perhaps the hybrid would have enjoyed messing around with Jormun, but with this shit going on, Dante didn't feel like doing anything. "What, have you not heard of the shit recently?" Dante huffed in response. "Got into a fight with a Tangler." He didn't respond to the panther's comments regarding how dumb he was, nor the lack of medical knowledge he has. "I'm not high enough for any of this shit." Was he referring to his injuries, or having conversations with his clanmates? Who knows.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]