eyes on the sky

*Poser* · 03-07-2017, 06:40 AM

He's not entirely sure what he's thinking, what he's feeling. Everything is bizarre and strange and... different. Different from those surrounding him. Poser has never thought much about it, but it's true. It's different. Everything is so very different. Bizarre, even. Like he's been put somewhere different, far from where he belongs. The scars at his throat don't ache anymore, other than a phantom of what used to be. A phantom of the things he felt once, and it's an emotional pang. A shiver runs down his spine, a squeeze in his chest. Right. Feels bizarre. Right out bizarre, but Poser doesn't want to give much heed to it.

A young man was speaking to him, somewhere that hadn't reached his radar quite yet-- oh. Poser moves toward the stranger, graceful, catlike. His head is high, curious, open. "Oh, that's very kind, but I'm actually quite well fed," Poser's lilting accent colors the words, tail wagging. Friendly, ears pricking gently. He's soft. There is no harm in being soft, because he can always run. If there was something going down, he could high tail it out-- no one here could catch him. "I'm ah, not a wolf," right, a means of explanation. His eyes are bright as he trains them on the stranger, a young man as far as he could tell. Young, decently built, shorter than Poser. The shadow will be friendly for now.
your charged touch
poser
breathy way of saying my name

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