What a wonderful day for murder
04-26-2017, 02:30 AM
It was easy to be consumed within himself and his thoughts. Mostly it was the exhilaration at the fact that he'd slipped away unnoticed that he was drunk on. He'd done it and now he was out here on his own having the time of his life. Ha! Well it wasn't really the time of his life considering he had no idea what to do with his newfound freedom, but it was better than being cooped up at home with nothing to do. He supposed he could have sought out Daelos to play, but that didn't sound nearly as much fun. Then there was the mentor he'd been assigned at the meeting. He'd spotted the male around and he was aware he was a hunter, but that didn't sound exactly fun either. He was all for learning, bettering himself, but at the time he had better things to do on his mind. He was interrupted, something he didn't quite appreciate, by someone appearing out of nowhere. His irritation with her didn't compare to the irritation he felt towards himself at noticing her appear at all. She seemed almost like a desert ghost with how pale she was and the tan markings that covered her. His head raised as he studied her, water dribbling from his chin and plopping back down in the river, and red eyes roved over her body. She was cute and not frightening in the slightest. How could something be scary when she was older than him and nearly the same height? Most importantly she was a stranger so that meant he didn't have to be nice, right? He couldn't be rude to the wolves in his pack, he'd learned that much, but she was free game pretty much. Then again he had wanted some company, even if she was short and completely unknown, so he supposed he couldn't complain too much. He hadn't been specific when he'd thought about wanting someone to be here with him. Maybe he could try to be nice. "Who are you?" Walk, "Talk" Think |