I have another character with a very similar past, too, because apparently when I first started role playing, I was fascinated with characters who had lost loved ones or something. 
Not thinking I'll bring him here, though, 'cause he has a very thick accent that's as hard to write as it is to read and understand.))
As Endigo walked along, he thought. His brain was a rushing torrent of thoughts, all colliding with each other. It was almost a headache. He growled to himself, and his eyes narrowed. Jargo was a scoundrel, a murderer... why would he want to have pups?Swampson remained silent, watching him go. Then, he stood and headed for the church den. It had been a long, tiring day, and Swampson was done with it.
((Nice, wasn't it.I have another character with a very similar past, too, because apparently when I first started role playing, I was fascinated with characters who had lost loved ones or something.
Not thinking I'll bring him here, though, 'cause he has a very thick accent that's as hard to write as it is to read and understand.))
Ginger made her way over to her father, yowling. Her shut eyes stared up at him, as if she could see.
Sophie? You don't remember Sophie? Wow!!! It's only been 5 days since we've seen her!!!
Everest saw his alpha, and walked up to him, his ears and tail drooped in submission. "Endigo, sir? May I ask what's troubling you?" He said quietly.
Jargo chuckled and placed her back beside Harli. Then he leaned over and licked Harli's cheek. "I'm going out to hunt, love. You'll need food to keep your strength up."
