Pyre smiled and thanked Rope for the socks. He carefully slipped them on his feet. The material was soft and Pyre couldn't do anything else but smile. The loud bang set him off. He stood up and scanned the surrouding area.
As soon as he saw Drake coming on their way, Pyre clenched (sp?
) his fists and growled. He watched as the mudokon sat down.
Pyre bit his teeth tightly together, trying not to let the burst of anger escape out of his mouth.
"Drake...", he growled beneath his breath, "...did you... cause that hellish bang?"
Pyre starts to shake with fury, "Soon this place will be swarming with sligs!! Are you going to get us all killed!? We have not enough men to take out a full platoon of BB sligs---or even normal ones! He are so screwed! Damn, what were you thinking?"
Pyre starts to pull his feather and walk nervously in a circle.