TO THE EDGE || dual introduction

[dragonsbane.]

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it was certainly not his idea, nor was he at all fond of it, but he has reluctantly obliged. (maybe it was something about getting out of his comfort zone. maybe it was something about making new friends. dragonsbane had not been completely listening to snownose when they had spoken, which was likely the only reason that he had decided to go along with them. half not knowing exactly what was in store until it was too late, half unwilling to chance, by some odds, snow deciding to separate should bane choose to stay behind. it's a thought with little potential to back it, but one that he refuses to tease. and one that he refuses to admit would bother him significantly.) and now he finds himself tailing snownose like a lost puppy, brimming with exasperation. "you do know that it is not too late to reconsider." a pointed remark. "they have done naught to earn your loyalty, and yet you blindly flock like a sheep. and for what can they offer you that i am incapable to provide?"

bane shakes his head, clearing away his thoughts. it's not that he does not trust snownose. actually, it's quite the opposite. snow is the only one that bane would ever follow into a situation like such. they are the only one that he would so much as considering spending such companionship with. and truth be told, it would be a lie to say that the hound was  concerned not just for their wellbeing and the trustworthiness of these strangers. dragonsbane thinks for a moment before going on. "mayhaps safety in numbers. more like a damn nuisance if i've ever heard of one. might i suggest we turn back and put such trifling matters behind us." it's just food for thought. social gatherings have never been his favorite. it took long enough for him to warm up to snownose themself. while a bad feeling certainly wrestles deep in his chest, one might say that it is naught more than anxiety (the mighty dragonsbane, anxious? he would scoff at the thought of it. laugh even). but a laughing matter this was not, and the hound's attention was diverted elsewhere, watching the skies above. and there is little chance snownose that change his mind. like it or not, somebody is bound to be nearby. it is more of a matter of where. where are they hiding. the thought makes his pelt stand on end from more than just the cold.

DRAGONSBANE - SILKEN WINDHOUND - COTC - BIO - TAGS - TRACKER - WRITTEN BY DOFFERZ

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