Cloaked Are The Demons

N/A · 10-24-2015, 06:43 PM

The young man was on the verge of chaos. He had joined a pack of dark hearts, and his own darkness was shifting. He felt at home with them there, and felt like he could truly open up to his true potential. Sin was his leader, his teacher. Through him he would learn all that he needed, whether good or bad, time would tell. Naoise would wander away from the packlands though, in search of something worth his while. He wasn't sure what this burning need was but... he had to find out.

Nares would expand as Naoise breathed in, catching a scent most peculiar. Oh ho ho... what was this? Such a captivating scent... it had him drawn towards the femme immediately. He would track her down by that tempting scent, his smoke-green eyes glowing as he let his gaze fall upon her. Well hello there lovely.

"You quite alright miss?" He'd ask, stalking towards her slowly with ears perked forward.

"Talk" "You" Think

Table by:: Shelby

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