ardent

Underage Nibbling

Jupiter



Azure

"Break what can be broken"

Loner

Master Fighter (935)

Master Hunter (555)

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age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
1991
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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1,056

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06-29-2020, 02:32 PM


Azure's brows raised high at the very straightforward reply, his lips pursing in consideration. The man was bold and outspoken, and Azure was not used to hearing such blatant honesty from any adult. He tried his hardest to comprehend, wondering what the benefit was in not noticing the way another wolf looked when you hung out with them. "I don't want to have a good time with anyone who isn't good looking." The boy admitted. "Some wolves are too skinny or scarred up or their fur is matted and gross, why would I want to not be able to tell that anymore? I don't want that shit rubbing off on me." He lifted a paw and held it to his chest as if he might be infectious, suddenly wondering whether this drunkenness had already snuck into him through the air or something. Was Jupiter one of those mangy, gross wolves and Az simply couldn't tell?

At insult to his father - he couldn't care less what was said about his mother - his expression grew more combative. "My parents aren't negligent, they just let me do things." Az insisted with a huff. It wouldn't help his case if he told the man that companions belonging to the Armada were always present, and one was probably watching him now from the trees. "You must not have parents, otherwise they wouldn't let you be so.. you." He cleared his throat and quickly continued, wanting to clarify and not upset the stranger. "I mean, I get in trouble if I act shameless or talk the way you do. They don't like who I am, they want me to change. I bet your parents wanted you to change, too. You seem like a bit of a jerk." He paused, eyeing the man carefully. "I don't mind though, people call me a jerk too. Or worse."

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."



Both of Azure's ears have notches and tears.
Az has a scar across his right eye, a mirror image of his natural born marking.
Azure has saber fangs, bone spurs on his elbows and knees, and the paws/forelimbs of a bear.
Not all of these features are always reflected in his art.

Azure's companions are a very big bat and a young clouded leopard, unless otherwise stated assume they're not with him.