For his final trick, Everest plans an assault.
As Mateo struggles and flails on the ground, the large dog hunkers down ominously. Were there Grims in this world (and who knows, there could be) the black shape could easily be seen as an omen of death, especially given the bright white of his teeth just now.
Aiming for his friend's throat, it's with a small yelp of surprise that his open mouth is suddenly full of snow. Flapping his tongue about and peeling back his lips to try and spit out the remnants of the snowball, Ever gives his head a rough and offended shake before setting his sights on Mateo once more.
With a cold tongue, Ever advances, intent on covering Mateo's face with icy kisses.
As Mateo struggles and flails on the ground, the large dog hunkers down ominously. Were there Grims in this world (and who knows, there could be) the black shape could easily be seen as an omen of death, especially given the bright white of his teeth just now.
Aiming for his friend's throat, it's with a small yelp of surprise that his open mouth is suddenly full of snow. Flapping his tongue about and peeling back his lips to try and spit out the remnants of the snowball, Ever gives his head a rough and offended shake before setting his sights on Mateo once more.
With a cold tongue, Ever advances, intent on covering Mateo's face with icy kisses.
Walk me down your broken line
