…….Okay, was this animal following him around? It looked kind of freaky…yeah, he shouldn’t make any sudden movements. Just…keep walking normally.
He dare not take his eye of the little two legged, he may have be a child, but he was still a two legged. It was out of some sort of premonition or instinct that Disk knew this child was different than the other two leggeds. Disk could never forget the day when the two legged invaded his territory, used their…magic… to take him down, and brought him to this place of massive silver trees.
Disk’s ashen skin almost seemed to glow in the sunlight as his brutal ferocity radiated from him. His bold amber eyes set on to those who were either brave or foolish enough to come this close. A cloud of warm air burst from his nostril as he stood and waited.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
The Rhino has no favorite object, all objects are his own. You see that ball over there, that’s his. How about that tree? Be careful, you take it and he smashes through you.
The grey Rhino’s hide bakes in the hot sun as he is showered in gifts from the commoners.