With your threads in mind
Liar would watch the woman, her nerves were still on end clearly. However he remained ever calm as he usually was. Though she had seen his rare forms of expression. He was rather curious about Surreal ever since he spoke with Arian. Not to take many things figuratively though the conversation had been difficult to go through. Liar's inexpressive face would look over her delicate features. She indeed was a beautiful female to have been claimed by another, a family too. His head tilted to one side for a moment, ears flicking to the sound of her voice. Of course he took no offense to them. "Looking to talk, maybe even properly apologize for my bad first impression." His first impressions did tend to turn out horrible. Ever since his father had died however, he had taken a lighter turn to his life even if his mind was warped. Children that were a subject to his own adolescence when he defiled women under his fathers orders existed in the world. Liar believed in a natural order, that of which he was on the stronger side of things. Where he based himself was a mystery, since sometimes he surprised even himself.
"I'm not very in tune with emotions." Liar mused with his mono-toned voice. He would stand again, his fur stayed flat against his back. However Arian had told him his actions did betray what he looked like. As if the boy had completely forgotten how to act like a wolf. His tail would hang low, not between his legs but just dangled there in his relaxed state. |