Stop at the stop sign go at the red sign
08-23-2013, 01:04 PM
Glaciem. Oddity never thought he'd meet such a group. He was a wolf and he didn't even understand their mentality himself. Maybe because of the odd way he grew up, it was in his name after all. Although, that didn't matter. His personality was on the boderline of becoming a sociopaths killer after all. Oddity had pledged his loyalty to Isar though, and that wasn't something he was going to break, he had bet his life on it and so he was chained in something a lot more dark than his entire life had been. Not even the blood of his count of victims on his paws could amount to the time when he met the king. His two different colored eyes nearly moved out of his head at the beauty of the white ghost. So now he was learning the ways of these wolves. They treated females in a different way then he was used to, but he wouldn't say anything being a new member and a lower one at that. He sat at the edge of the hill he had found. Looking at the various tree's spread apart here. It was like a clean slate again, after going so far around the land of alacritis this was where he had ended up after all. He was still new to the place though he wanted to go all the way around the land. It would take him a week, maybe even more, but he figured it was worth it in the back of his mind. Oddity was rather bored if he was honestly thinking of that. He sighed flicking his tail as he looked outward. Wasn't there anyone he could converse with today? Speech, |