11-10-2008, 12:50 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-10-2008, 12:51 PM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
"Prowler Dharke. Ignore the last name, it's real cliche." Prowl chuckled, rubbing the back of his fuzzy head. He scratched his chin and leaned forward, tilting his head curiously. "So you're some kinda' snake-bird hybrid, huh? That's pretty sick man, considerin' a lotta' snakes eat birds!" He complimented, laughing. "Erimis' sure got it happenin' up there." He tapped his temple.
"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!"