Survival RP

Wolfe yawns using Ark as a pillow, growling every time he moved.

Eldriel: You're his pillow? Chuckles

 

Looks slightly surprised-

 

Eldriel: If you move he'll growl, if you twitch he'll bite, if your stiff he'll come to me. I learned the hard way.

 

Relaxes, staying motionless- thats for the info

 

Thanks*

 

Eldriel: -looks up- Help?..right let's call that help.

Wolfe lays on his back looking up at Ark with his tongue held out.

 

Jack: -sits there, holding a golf club he found-

 

Red: You know you never answered me...also a golf club won't protect you against anything out there

 

Stays motionless still-

 

Eldriel: Rub his tummy, don't ask why and just do it.

Wolfe pants slowly, his heavy body turning side to side.

 

Jack: it's better than nothing, and sure -stands- I'll take you to hell.

 

Rubs Wolfe belly-

 

Red: Hmm, really! I've always wanted to see hell! -gets excited- beautiful demons, and creatures, oh do you think I can get the blood of satan?! -day dreams-

Eldriel: -watches Wolfe- this is a first.

Wolfe smiles, then licks Ark's face as if earning his mark of "temporary" approval.

 

Down boy! >.<

 

Jack: and how exactly do you plan on getting there?

 

Red: As long as we keep up I'm sure hell will find us.

Eldriel: -whistles at Wolfe-

Wolfe runs up to Eldriel.

 

Jack: So, let me see if I understand this. You want to go to Hell?

 

Red: Ah, hmm. I can't answer that.