10-02-2018, 09:33 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]The idea of anyone giving Quill a goodnight kiss set a flame in his chest. A tinge of jealousy that if not checked could spell disaster and he had to force himself to keep his muzzle shut. Quill was not his so there was no point in him being jealous but all the same his dead gaze watched with a small measure of emotion flaring to life. He kept himself at a distance for the most part, just watching till Benny said something about the game. Casually the sha walked over, tail swaying back and forth with a slight flick of greeting as he approached the two males he was to work in tangent with. Both of them he knew although Quill maybe slightly more and so he figured that this was going to be interesting if they could get more players to come along and stop acting like hard asses for once. The pitt was ruthless but so much of it became bone dry, stagnant. A smile flexed across dark stained lips though it came off as unsettling mostly as he sat down with the both of them. "I've never played. Care to explain?"