i'm close but no cigar for you
ft poem
the scent of another pure-blood hit his nostrils and Thad turned sharply. it was stupid to not think someone else was here; it was close to this pack and he was openly walking along. spotting the girl a few paces away, he'd raise a brow and scrunch his face. she was like the sky's blue and deep shades of color. pretty, he supposed, but even pretty things could beat the shit out of him. he may be a bit away from the girl but he knew she was a large beast. much larger than his tall and skinny frame. he lacked the bulk of these pure-bloods. but he had yet to meet a pure-blood that looked as different as this girl.
"wha?" she was... staring at him. it was making him flustered. though he should be used to it by now, she didn't openly ask what the fuck he was. a blessing, that. he didn't feel like explaining again. there was a bird... on her back too. that was messed up. he'd swing his body toward the girl, now furrowing his brow. "uh. ya got some seeds on yer back? there's some... bird..." his eyes were on the avian completely before looking down at the girl's face. Thad was struck by the blue-lilac of her eyes, furthering his consideration she was unnatural.
not that there was anything wrong with that though. he gave a shake. "neva'mind." he felt stupid just asking after the bird. it was like that lemur and Chrysanthos. they had some bond or some shit.
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