Lady Insanity
I live for the chaos, yet I'd die for peace.
An end had been put to Wolf's insane chase and all could catch their breath, get up from where they'd fallen or in Chloe's case she could put away treats she's just pulled from the pantry. Warthog panted for her breath and blew a raspberry at Wolf in a...friendly way? Victory is hers. By the way, ever hear a pig blow a raspberry at someone? It is too precious and fart-like. 'Precious' and 'fart' should not be in the same sentence, let alone the same paragraph.
Vince picked himself up and dusted off, cringing as Wolf planted himself among the contents of the gym bag. So that's where he left it. Scratching the back of his head and then scratching Wolfie, Vince apologetically chuckled. "Sorry, Wolf. I need to get better at not leaving my crap around." He couldn't help but laugh, however. Nice to think about Wolf and sweat rather than Braxton and sorrow.
Chloe panted as well, holding her breath in the pet pantry. Animal treats smell just weird. Sometimes they almost have an appetizing scent but most of the time it's just a mix of other animals and processed stuff that isn't in any relation to actual food or nutrients animals need. She was taken back at Wolf's burst of wanting outside. Wildcat walked in just as he walked out, pouncing up onto the counter and perching like a bird. "Dogs are so odd. I'm gonna just take a nap right here on the counter and nobody's gonna stop me," she said, curling up in a ball of fluff and demon-fighting claws. Chloe giggled and pet her on the head, shrugging her shoulders and following Wolf out. "It might be fun?" She asked the guys.
"Sure, why not? Clear our mind a bit while we think of a way to stop Pride. Can't do that on a stressed out mind. But let's use a real frisbee this time, last time I think Raijah nearly went through a tree tryign to catch a shield... sorry buddy," Vince mentioned a previous play time with animals. Dang it had to be awfully painful...thank God it wasn't him! Off to outside with a plastic Frisbee!
Peter shamefully peered around the doorway behind Mellany. His stealth wasn't very stealthy. Leave that to the rogues. Rubbing his arm, he waved slightly as he'd been discovered and invited into the bedroom. Sitting on the bed he took notice of the condition. Tension seemed high. Anguish and a lot of confusion from the one person who always had it together so far. Peter had been taken back at the sheer sight of Braxton's face as he turned around and revealed himself to them. He paused. "Braxton everybody makes mistakes. It's part of why you're human..." Peter reassured. Goodness his dad is better at this than he. If only he were here.
Vince picked himself up and dusted off, cringing as Wolf planted himself among the contents of the gym bag. So that's where he left it. Scratching the back of his head and then scratching Wolfie, Vince apologetically chuckled. "Sorry, Wolf. I need to get better at not leaving my crap around." He couldn't help but laugh, however. Nice to think about Wolf and sweat rather than Braxton and sorrow.
Chloe panted as well, holding her breath in the pet pantry. Animal treats smell just weird. Sometimes they almost have an appetizing scent but most of the time it's just a mix of other animals and processed stuff that isn't in any relation to actual food or nutrients animals need. She was taken back at Wolf's burst of wanting outside. Wildcat walked in just as he walked out, pouncing up onto the counter and perching like a bird. "Dogs are so odd. I'm gonna just take a nap right here on the counter and nobody's gonna stop me," she said, curling up in a ball of fluff and demon-fighting claws. Chloe giggled and pet her on the head, shrugging her shoulders and following Wolf out. "It might be fun?" She asked the guys.
"Sure, why not? Clear our mind a bit while we think of a way to stop Pride. Can't do that on a stressed out mind. But let's use a real frisbee this time, last time I think Raijah nearly went through a tree tryign to catch a shield... sorry buddy," Vince mentioned a previous play time with animals. Dang it had to be awfully painful...thank God it wasn't him! Off to outside with a plastic Frisbee!
Peter shamefully peered around the doorway behind Mellany. His stealth wasn't very stealthy. Leave that to the rogues. Rubbing his arm, he waved slightly as he'd been discovered and invited into the bedroom. Sitting on the bed he took notice of the condition. Tension seemed high. Anguish and a lot of confusion from the one person who always had it together so far. Peter had been taken back at the sheer sight of Braxton's face as he turned around and revealed himself to them. He paused. "Braxton everybody makes mistakes. It's part of why you're human..." Peter reassured. Goodness his dad is better at this than he. If only he were here.