You'll Never Know The Psychopath Sitting Next To You [AW]

(12-04-2016, 09:55 PM)Arborick Wrote:

It is all the same, only different. It didn't take long to note her gender; curvaceous and utterly feminine, sporting a estrogen prone odor that did little to distinguish her age. His eyes ran across her form, softening in admiration for odd yet stunning markings. She was flecked in ebony spots, cream and white fashioned a base and within her skull sat two gilded irises, one clouded, injured, he wondered if it functioned. When it did not follow the other as she reinstated focus, it was known to him that the eye had failed her and saw nothing but opaqueness. She was most likely accustomed to others peering at her, though he tried to make his once over with haste as to not offend her, lest she assume his intentions. "To get out? And you chose an area without wind break? I suppose you have your reasons." Vocals erupted from his interior, articulation ever fluid and rang with masculinity. His jaws clasped shut with an audible clacking noise, and his shifting eyes found her own pair once more. "I mean no offense m'lady. Just odd is all. Don't you feel the cold?" There was something unusual about her, her couldn't put his finger on it though. It was nearly suspicious, she seemed sensitive, in tune and weary. He was well aware he was not the most welcoming sight, but this was something...more. "I suppose we are a bit crazy, but I've always thought of the shore as a home away from home. Even it's scent has clung to me in permanence. Are you here alone?" Perhaps that came out wrong, rather than sizing her up he simply was inquiring if she belonged to a pack or not. He was hellbent on gathering information about them and collectively understanding how this realm worked. He left it alone however, hoping it did not come across as interrogation. He advanced towards her, slowly placing his scopic paws across the raised portions of frozen mud, ceasing his motions when he arrived feet from her. His breath was slow, easing as he no longer saw her as a direct threat. Twin optics grew more elliptical in shape as he eagerly awaited her answer. .