Also, welcome to the tanning salon! We range from red to crispy!
Alex looked up at the ceiling like “Finally” and stoop up, following her, sometimes walking, sometimes running, but always coming back to where she were. The fire fingers shocked him a little bit, so he just stopped thinking about messing with her…
-She leads the dog outside, finds a patch of scratch-able earth and points-
Okedoke, buddy-boy. What’s yer name?
Wolf Alex casually shook his head. A husky? That was almost offending for him. He attempted to bite her hand even tho he wouldn’t have really bit it. Just.. To scare her a little bit again. He wasn’t a dog. Come on.
-She jerks back and snarls, her finger tips lighting up. Then they go out and she blinks-
Wait a minute… did you just shake your head..? But that… oh NO! You’ve been grey-cursed, haven’t you?! You’re a– a human dude!
Oh gross, I can’t believe I looked at your junk…
-she jumps up and glares-
Nice try keepin’ the dog charade up, Rover, but you screwed up. No more playing doggy with me, unnerstand? C’mon outside, you can write in the dirt. -she stalks away, beckoning to him as she goes-
Being burned to death wasn’t really what he thought would happen, so he carefully stopped walking and glanced at her with an horrified look, lowering his head in a sign of submission.
Hey now, that’s better. -she sticks out a hand and pats him gingerly on the snout- Glad we could make friends, big fella. Hm. What breed are you now? A husky maybe?
He continues to walk around her, trying not to laugh — or we could say growl as a laugh — at her gestures. “If I would’ve been a dog, maybe… A wolf doesn’t obey." he thought. "I look like a dog? A dog isn’t as big as I am…”
-She frowns at him-
You gonna eat me then, or what? -she folds her arms- I can’t burn him away, his owner’ll probably beat the shit outta me…
-she taps her chin, then sits down-
Okay dog, have at me, then! If you’re wild, I’ll be wild. If you’re not, I’ll be civil.
Wanting to play the game for as long as he could he stood up and started walking in circles around her, listening but ignoring what she was saying. “Niiiiice, she thinks I have an owner" he thought, amused.
-Arrow spins in circles following the dog-
Ok. Uhm. Sit! Stay! Lie down! Roll over!
-she waves her arms-
He slid a few meters before stopping and walking back to the Pyro ((I do know it’s a FemPyro but I still call her Pyro x3)), sitting in front of her without saying anything, his golden eyes fixing her intensely.
-the Pyro takes a wary step backwards and holds up her hands-
Whooah there… nice doggy… g-goood doggy… Sheesh, people gotta leash these things…
W…Where’s your owner… -she leans over a little bit and squints- …boy?
Alex, casually walking on four paws around the base, was looking for some people. He was kinda enjoying his wolf form and was curious if he could scare a few people.
-A short, BLU Pyro stares dumbfounded at the majestic creature-
whooOOAA! BIG DOG!
BLU also rhymes with EW.
BLU also rhymes with glue, which is what I’m gonna do to your pouch thingy if you don’t shut up!
:( Why would you trap Amadour Jr. like zat?
Strong measures must be taken against those who decry the awesomeness of the BLU team!!
And what if I went around yellin’ that RED rhymed with Shithead?
Because it totally does.