06 - Out of Patience

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Ragnar explodes onto the plain in a blast of snow and visible gray wind. Related as they are to time itself, he's been having very little luck getting anywhere on the roads--and now he's been spat out again, this time on the plane, completely under their influence. He's slightly larger even than last time, his proportions more stocky, his teeth longer, his coat more thick and tangled than ever. His pupils are dilated with anger and the pull of the road; he chuffs, and then snarls, rearing back on his hind legs and slamming his paws against the astral floor.]

Comments

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

I know Ianto. Did he give you fish? Come on, Ragnar...

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Stills and relaxes, finally, though he's still as big and primeval-looking as ever.]

Good fish.


....know you.

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[She smiles and nods.] That's right. My name's Willow. [Big kitty want pets yet? 8D]

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Closes his eyes. He would not object to them now, at least!]

Hurt. I hurt.

[hexhax.livejournal.com]

[Petting now, then!] I see... Where are you hurting?

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Big!Rags doesn't know how to properly explain, so he just rumbles and repeats himself.]

...hurt.