Grumpy Hound Of Hell |OPEN|
Finally, the hound had calmed from its rage, stalking the halls solemnly, grey-blue scales almost smooth against its whole body. Heavy foot falls echoes with the click and drag of violent talons.
But the beast wasn’t interested in using them, just in finding somewhere to be alone and wait this out.
The beast heard movement and paused, ears twitching to listen, a huff itching towards a growl rolled from its chest.








