this part of my lobotomy

Sirius · 05-26-2020, 04:46 AM

He would not give away the aces up his sleeve, not trusting a dark stranger in a darker night. Egoistic in his belief of his own strength, the Warlord still did not twitch as the purple-eyed creature agreed to join him. If he became a snake among his feet, Sirius would put him down. The Titan of the Armada towered above this man, and his elongated fangs longer and sharper than any such amenities the other boosted. His claws, long and unsheathed like a cats, dug softly into soil, unnoticed. Hidden daggers in his sheath complemented the quiet arsonal of the Warlord. He could not help but laugh softly, arrogantly, at this wolf's words. He did not refute them, believing that actions spoke louder than words.

“Sirius.” he introduced himself as the stranger moved closer to him, joining his hunting party of four, and making it five - unbeknownst to the newcomer. “I lost its track where it entered the stream” he explained, as he moved closer to the swelling banks once more. Explaining, in that simple sentence, what he was doing as he walked by the shore, searching for its exit point. Ever the Alpha, he expected the stranger to follow.

"Speech"

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