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ooc; mid afternoon an his in wolf form :3
Everything was just an odd blur in his red eyes, it has been a long time since the fight with Svara an he was well aware he lost himself in his temper but he didn't care. What she said an asked boiled a fire in his skin, he went looking out of concern-something he rarely shows at it is- besides the fights he has being in yet it seemed it was all thrown back in his face in a way that it shouldn't have been, Leroy wasn't someone who liked being jerked around along with their efforts wasted and taking for granted. He was tired of thinking about it and letting it pull on his thoughts as he sat there, the husky knew he was wrong to call her pup as well but he didn't feel bad or regret his words; in all truth she still was growing up and learning unlike him, Leroy was a controlled man but he seemed to let himself slip when his lover thrown him back. It wasn't that he was pushed away that angered him, he has no problem dealing with rejection, but the way she undermined his actions as if they were nothing even if they were ever so simple.
A annoyed snort emitted from his chest as his skull rested on his pups, ears sitting relaxed on his head as he changed his thoughts to what has taking place in his own packlands, that strange female who injected that weird drug in his system, though he wasn't sure what happened during the time where is was effecting him. The male hasn't spoke to anyone besides one of his leaders about the matter as the females scent along with the drug are long gone now. Red orbs slowly opened as they looked over at the limp body beside him, the small doe was an easy chase but now he seems to have lost a the majority of his hunger. Breathing deep his black and white head rose as he stared down at the meal, it was surely enough to feed two, maybe three as his licked his lips for a second before moving to a sit. Using his hind leg the patterned lazily male scratched the side of his neck before shacking his head, it felt much better with the itch was gone though the one on his front leg was still annoying as the cut had scabbed over.
Moving forward towards the dead deer there was a small opening on it's side that Leroy had first made, though now it seemed more alluring as his stomach growled from the meat to be feed to it. Jaws grabbed a hold of the edges of the small opening before ripping the pieces off and opening the carcass more exposing its meats, quickly chewing the flesh and swallowing it Leroy locked his jaws a bit deeper as his pulled more meat out and consumed it while the red blood stuck to the white of his face. Licking the blood off his maw the male felt a bit better as he reclined to a sit as his curly tail pulled itself around his legs.
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ooc; mid afternoon an his in wolf form :3
Everything was just an odd blur in his red eyes, it has been a long time since the fight with Svara an he was well aware he lost himself in his temper but he didn't care. What she said an asked boiled a fire in his skin, he went looking out of concern-something he rarely shows at it is- besides the fights he has being in yet it seemed it was all thrown back in his face in a way that it shouldn't have been, Leroy wasn't someone who liked being jerked around along with their efforts wasted and taking for granted. He was tired of thinking about it and letting it pull on his thoughts as he sat there, the husky knew he was wrong to call her pup as well but he didn't feel bad or regret his words; in all truth she still was growing up and learning unlike him, Leroy was a controlled man but he seemed to let himself slip when his lover thrown him back. It wasn't that he was pushed away that angered him, he has no problem dealing with rejection, but the way she undermined his actions as if they were nothing even if they were ever so simple.
A annoyed snort emitted from his chest as his skull rested on his pups, ears sitting relaxed on his head as he changed his thoughts to what has taking place in his own packlands, that strange female who injected that weird drug in his system, though he wasn't sure what happened during the time where is was effecting him. The male hasn't spoke to anyone besides one of his leaders about the matter as the females scent along with the drug are long gone now. Red orbs slowly opened as they looked over at the limp body beside him, the small doe was an easy chase but now he seems to have lost a the majority of his hunger. Breathing deep his black and white head rose as he stared down at the meal, it was surely enough to feed two, maybe three as his licked his lips for a second before moving to a sit. Using his hind leg the patterned lazily male scratched the side of his neck before shacking his head, it felt much better with the itch was gone though the one on his front leg was still annoying as the cut had scabbed over.
Moving forward towards the dead deer there was a small opening on it's side that Leroy had first made, though now it seemed more alluring as his stomach growled from the meat to be feed to it. Jaws grabbed a hold of the edges of the small opening before ripping the pieces off and opening the carcass more exposing its meats, quickly chewing the flesh and swallowing it Leroy locked his jaws a bit deeper as his pulled more meat out and consumed it while the red blood stuck to the white of his face. Licking the blood off his maw the male felt a bit better as he reclined to a sit as his curly tail pulled itself around his legs.