IC: "Hey, Doogem basher, come 'ere!" Salve yelled over to the Flying Slig. He then returned his attention to the webbed Slig on the floor "Whut, ye'd rather die than jus' simply tell us why yer here? Now that is dodgy and suspichy, which is why we caught joo like this...so, gonna tell?"
Brudda barked once more, loudly, at the Flying Slig, then ran back over to Salve. He sniffed the Slig, wrapped up on the floor, and licked the pants. Blood. This guy was most definitely up to no good. He continued sniffing round the Slig.
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