Mine, not yours.
Mortis
Azure
Master Fighter (935)
Master Hunter (555)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1991
1991
player
RelevantKoala
RelevantKoala
08-04-2020, 03:55 PM
Shame crashed over him hard enough to shake away the jealousy, and Azure's maw fell open in an apology he could not find words for. The feelings that had been crushing him for days now were not anything he was used to, and he wished he could go back to how it was before when he had not a care in the world. It hurt to see the pain in Mortis' eyes and it reminded him of how he'd pushed Asla away. Only with Asla he felt he had reason to say the things he did and to leave her behind, with Mortis he could see that the fault lay with him and not his winged brother. "No, Mortis I'm sorry!" He called after him, sprinting across the grass towards his departing form and attempting to catch him, to knock him to the ground beneath him and force him to stay and listen. Azure had never been a cuddly affectionate type, force was all he knew and it was what he fell back on now. "I didn't mean to snap at you, I'm just so confused!" Regardless of whether his attempt had succeeded or failed, Azure's dam had burst and he needed his brother to understand. His young voice shook and he blinked back his overwhelmed tears. "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.
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.