
They coolly stated that he should Do so and Abaddon replied with a stifled
Pheh. His eyes flicking over the other once more and wondering if he could take them on... If he could manipulate Momma again... Nahhhh...
Shrugging after a moment passed over him where he felt frustrated and so small, he tossed back his head and called for Momma.
After his deep howl had ended he lowered his head and stared back at the cackling owl and it's owner in silence with another flick of his ivory audits in irritation.
Du bist giftig, ach so giftig.
Mood board — Playlist— Voice— Toyhouse
Any Of Abaddon's Siblings Are Allowed In Any Of His Threads No Matter The Marking Unless Otherwise Stated.
OOC does not equal IC, Abaddon's actions are not representative of my own.
Abaddon can speak German, Icelandic, and Norwegian but typically speaks English.
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