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Lobo - Death ([personal profile] granlobomalo) wrote in [community profile] iyashikeimemes 2025-01-08 07:37 pm (UTC)

Then go, vamos. Quit because it's hard, and you don't want to learn how to do something.

[Lobo grumbles, shooing her off with a snort and a flippant wave of his hand. He's not going to amuse a prideful youngster's bad attitude, he's seen that too often to get involved, and he's under no obligation to assist. Loona may be a youngster in his eyes, but she's still old enough to swallow said pride and admit to her faults and needing to take a different point of view...and to accept she may need guidance and help in doing the things she's not capable of on her own.

With a swish of his tail, Lobo approaches the herd, who have fallen back and are far more guarded and anxious. He doesn't go right for them, instead taking a seat in the snow and pulling a apple from inside his cloak. He starts to peel it, tossing out the scraps around him while he starts to whistle a...far less chilling tune than he is known for.]

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