Bors felt odd about bringing the little Dragon Oak to a store he had heard would buy it. He didn't think it was quite right, but he wasn't going to do anything with it he knew, and neither was the woman he had bred his own Dragon Oak with, she had given them all to him after all. This was something that needed to be done, but it didn't mean he actually liked it, and that was that. The leash around the little one's neck was loose enough to where it didn't have trouble with anything, but still couldn't get away as he walked into the store and went over to the counter, frowning a little with his large canines poking up from his bottom lip. "Bors sell," he grunted, motioning to the Dragon Oak baby. There were so many things he wanted from this store, but he wanted to try something else first, so that's what he was going to do.
Turner smiled, looking at the little dragonoak with a kind expression. "Okay! We can give you 150 for it. We'll take good care of it here, until we can find it a new home." Hopefully that would soothe the customer - they didn't look too happy!
Renathan: Heheh-yeah! New registries! :3
Oct 21, 2021 18:53:24 GMT -6
Alma: Same old same old for me. Glad it's going well for you two, hope it reaches decent spook-levels.
Oct 21, 2021 13:55:02 GMT -6
Ashe: Super busy, irl not as spooky as I'd like, but on here it's going great
Oct 21, 2021 13:13:15 GMT -6
Badrani: Really well! What about yours?
Oct 21, 2021 12:56:08 GMT -6