Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-33389101-20181106015642/@comment-34052734-20181106042003

“Shhh!” Blink seethed, a soft laugh from the across from him. It was an older wolf, maybe one of young adulthood. The canine had shaggy red-splotched fur and was rattled with scars. He said to them, but more specifically to the young male, “Good luck with that, kid. You’d be lucky if you even make it three days from now.”

Blink shuddered at that fortune, knowing that the male must have been through so much more than the pup could even imagine. It was only many days later that Blink found out that the older male spoke genuinely.

Here’s where the killing of the weak happens, many tests occur, lots of different serums are injected, etc. etc. Now we take the time to many months later where the two have bonded~)