†Sinister† IP: 216.38.187.32 Posted on October 20, 2009 at 04:12:41 AM by Frollo & Deborah
"My cousin. He's fine, I suppose. We've gone our seperate ways," Frollo jeered. There was nothing completely wrong with Crepuscule, that Frollo had been aware of, but he did not think highly about that brown wolf. His ears flattened and Frollo politely look away as Rou regurgitated for the dragon kit. This action brought his attention to the chick that seemed to have stamped onto him. Frollo hoped it wouldn't wish for him to do the same. There was no food in his belly since he had not eaten during reincarnation.
Deborah again sneered at Beast. What a helpless creature. Having to rely on a wolf's vomit. No, if Deborah was ever hungry she would hunt for herself only. If Frollo were to give her food, he would hunt for it himself, bringing meat every time whether he liked it or not. Deborah nuzzled Frollo's leg lovingly.
"I ... I've been on a bit of a holiday," Frollo explained himself. "Lived easy, kept to myself. Joined a pack recently," Frollo suddenly remembered. He would have to reappear later, since he had not been around since his queer death.
