#not talking to a dog ahwajwahjwhjawhjw

[howlighte]

THEIR GAME OF CARDS HAD ENDED QUICK, a little too quickly for his tastes. when it came to playing these games with someone as tricky as ace - he could practically smell the cheating from the other half of the table. watching as his opponent perked up at the sound he made, he was fully prepared to start with his accusations, uncaring to let him goad him into whether or not his growl was up to par.

" no way, buddy. you best start shaking out your sleeves. something is off here, i know it. " he was no professional when it came to playing cards, but when there was foul play in the air, he trusted his gut. " save the big talk for later. "

howlighte​:

                        “  grrrrr.  ”    —    jack  grrrrred.  / @cardhearted​

     The low sound that came from the beastman’s throat was more than enough to startle the red-head. Despite being conscious of Jack’s subtle differences ( namely consisting of animal ears and a tail ), Ace proved to be narrow-minded at times when it came to some aspects about Jack. Though, there was one thing he knew for sure — that growl didn’t exactly sound the friendliest. 

     “I-I heard better from you before.” he comments on the noise, trying to cover up his initial reaction. “Oh common Jack! I won this match fair and square.” the first-year exclaims defensively reshuffling the cards in his hands. “You just need to get good.”