RONIN
The turns are slow enough that he doesn't startle - the last thing Ronin wants to do is accidentally rear up or kick or stomp on Tobi, since his hooves mean business on a good day - and he soon picks up his pace to run after her. Snorting and leaping elegantly over a low wall towards the flowerbed, he's soon charging straight past her with antlers blazing, the thunder of his steps vibrating up and throughout his body.
Soon enough he's forgotten all about being hungry, turning about to trot back towards the pup, seeming very proud of himself. I'm not going to be digging in any flowerbeds, he informs her with a warm laugh, though his head does lower to inspect a particularly sweet smelling bloom.
Soon enough he's forgotten all about being hungry, turning about to trot back towards the pup, seeming very proud of himself. I'm not going to be digging in any flowerbeds, he informs her with a warm laugh, though his head does lower to inspect a particularly sweet smelling bloom.
