Sturdy as a rock

*Ganta* · (This post was last modified: 06-28-2017, 06:12 PM by Ganta.)

The wind, carrying the scent of a stranger to him, was what broke Ganta out of his thoughts. The young man slowly lifted his silvery-white eyes to land on a much darker figure in the distance. At first, had the other bore more of a chimera figure, he might have mistaken him for Shiro. But alas no, this was not his brother… sister… thing. The stranger was fully dark, though he bore two different eye colors. The brute raised a brow, catching the other staring at the long bits of fur upon his head. Yes, that always attracted quite the attention, didn’t it?

“I know it looks a bit strange, but I was born with a mane.” Ganta spoke up, a laugh leaving him. His ears perked and, for a moment, he’d be able to push his worries and concerns down. He’d be able to focus on someone else rather than the thoughts in his own head. “I’m Ganta, by the way. Ganta Lore. You are…?”

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