literal darkness
10-20-2016, 07:07 PM
| When he grins, the man appears as a cat that's eaten a canary. That was the phrase, right? Some things get lost in his head, being bilingual more of a curse than a blessing. Everyone here yammered on in English, in the common tongue... maybe the Russian was fading. It had left its mark on his soul, and that was what mattered. That was what kept them whole, after all. Things were always strange when it came to Poser's interactions with others, but he was coping. He would always cope. That's what mattered, after all. In this moment, he was thriving. The godly edge would come eventually, especially in the way he seemed to glow in moments like this. A little bit of his personality shining through. There's energy here, and it lurks beneath his bones and shines through the cracks. His head tosses back slightly as he watches the young woman, tail wagging. "Darling, I'm not a wolf at all!" So much excitement, Poser nearly bubbles over with it. How beautiful. poser breathy way of saying my name |
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