...Im a Hellhound
He smirked jumping to the side to avoid her attack.
Grrr im gonna rip that shell off and use it like a laundrybasket!!
*she scream before rushing at him swiping her claws*
He returned with a kick to her side.
“Now ya just embarassin’ yourself.”
He smirked jumping to the side to avoid her attack.
He returned with a kick to her side.
“Now ya just embarassin’ yourself.”
He returned with a kick to her side.
“Now ya just embarassin’ yourself.”
Abit dangerous for a lil turtle to play with weapons dont ya think?
“Y’know dogs can’t be walkin’ around without a leash.” He shot back.
“Y’know dogs can’t be walkin’ around without a leash.” He shot back.
a lil bowl of kale and a sunlamp is callin yer name Box Turtle.
“Y’know dogs can’t be walkin’ around without a leash.” He shot back.
He started to the entrance to what was their garage they had well hidden.
“Think they’re operating near the docks again. That’s where they started following
a rather quick reply from the purple clad turtle ── he pushes himself off the couch with a sigh .
“ ... alright, i SUPPOSE i can help you ── what exactly WERE you doing, anyway .ᐣ ”
“Yo Don, uh you busy?” He asked rubbing the back of his neck.
“Shell cycle took some damage while I was out. Enough that probably better you fix it than me.” He grumbled looking away.
He started to the entrance to what was their garage they had well hidden.
“Think they’re operating near the docks again. That’s where they started following
“You just walk out of a fuckin’ furry convention?” He shot back, irritated.
“You just walk out of a fuckin’ furry convention?” He shot back, irritated.
He was crouched in the shadows near the docks. His eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of someone he had thought was history.
“No way…” he mumbled to himself his eyes widened with shock. His knuckles whitened from his anger boiling.
He was crouched in the shadows near the docks. His eyes narrowed as he caught a glimpse of someone he had thought was history.
“No way…” he mumbled to himself his eyes widened with shock. His knuckles whitened from his anger boiling.
“Yo Don, uh you busy?” He asked rubbing the back of his neck.
“Shell cycle took some damage while I was out. Enough that probably better you fix it than me.” He grumbled looking away.
“Yo Don, uh you busy?” He asked rubbing the back of his neck.
“Shell cycle took some damage while I was out. Enough that probably better you fix it than me.” He grumbled looking away.
"Well this place don't look half bad, maybe I'll stay awhile."
"Well this place don't look half bad, maybe I'll stay awhile."