Stop at the stop sign go at the red sign
08-24-2013, 01:23 PM
It wouldn't have been the first time someone had said something about his name. It wasn't like he had chosen it though. It was a burden his father put on him and he was odd after all. Oddity nodded his head with a flick of his tail. This was great he was getting along with the other members already. Far from the stretch of his killing spree he had before reaching here. Should he tell taurig about that? Oddity wasn't sure what was to share and what was to not. He hadn't come in contact with many wolves in his life. The well muscles male had always been that way. He was one of the few loners who had no problem getting along alone. Although now, it seemed a bit boring like he had nothing to do. So he would learn, that was his best bet in the end. "I would like to train with you some day if that's alright. You see, my father secluded me from the world, I have not been in contact with many wolves unless they were my own victims. I've killed my fair share of wolves, but I may lack a few skills here and there" Oddity figured killing wolves was a part of every day life. In the end where he stood was because of every life he had taken. He was alive today because he had forced another to give him the power. Their life Sucked into the ground into the great blackness. There was something just plain wrong with Oddity, but he couldn't help it. Trying his best to fit in, wasn't always the same as giving his all to survive. Speech, |