Dire Wolf Devil
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓔𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
Dei-Loki widened his eyes soon after feeling Masaru leap out of bed. Ears flattening from the sound of the dry heaving, soon accompanied by a large outpouring of blood, Dei-Loki whined and stood up on the bed before gently rubbing his back in an effort to soothe. 'D-Dammit, where's Naomi when y' need her!?' "Y-Y' alright, now? "Y' need me t' go get somebody..? It seems like ya do..." The wolfish demigod held back his panicked tone the best he could as he spoke. His ears remaining flat.
Ruvik would soon cease his laughter as he held the broken off piece of wing in his hand. Soon allowing his touch to taint it so it could never be reattached - just on the off chance that Ash would try and do that. In a cold tone, he then tossed the half of the wing at the one screaming in agony before mimicking those previous, heartless words. "Here's your piece." turning, he'd then walk away from him.
Malvo watched, quickly heading over to help before having been tugged along by Ruvik. Ruvik not having said a word.
Ruvik would soon cease his laughter as he held the broken off piece of wing in his hand. Soon allowing his touch to taint it so it could never be reattached - just on the off chance that Ash would try and do that. In a cold tone, he then tossed the half of the wing at the one screaming in agony before mimicking those previous, heartless words. "Here's your piece." turning, he'd then walk away from him.
Malvo watched, quickly heading over to help before having been tugged along by Ruvik. Ruvik not having said a word.
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