not too sha-bee

Chimera · 08-10-2020, 10:47 AM

The older he became, the more the two-toned boy realized that he wasn't like other wolves. He'd begun to stay on his own more and more and wasn't able to understand the actions or emotions of others. His self ostracizing had left him lots of time to think. In his mind, he was too creative. In his mind, Chimera was different because someone had made him so. Or some thing. Chimera had heard of the gods in passing. It was an interesting concept. Had invisible beings with powers unknown to wolfen kind shaped his being? Perhaps even shaped him in their image? In his time alone, this was something that he thought about often. It wasn't a thought that was likely to leave the boy any time soon.

In his loads of spare time, Chi had taught himself to hunt. He realized and accepted that he was different. Often when he killed a creature, he would let it die on its own. One of his favorite pass times was to watch the last flicker of light leave their eyes. One moment their eyes were glassy and twitching with movement. The next they were dull and the gaze was hollow. It was terribly fascinating to watch. Sometimes the boy got lost in those dead eyes, only to awake what seemed like hours later with a cold meal in front of him.

Chimera, because of his pale skin and aversion to the sun, was often awake most of the night and some of the evening if he could find enough cool shade. He was already awake and had been for quite some time when his older sister called for him. It was interesting to him that she knew where to find him. Yes, he frequented this part of the territory, but that would soon change. He didn't want to be found, and so would have to find a new favorite place.

Stepping out of the thick shadows of the wide fronded palms, the boy brought his two-toned gaze to rest on the form of his sister. She was pretty in her own way. Not as appealing as Siren in terms of biting. That wasn't to say that he wouldn't sink his teeth into her if he had the chance. It was just something that he enjoyed doing. There was something about penetrating the body of a living, breathing creature with his teeth that was just... indescribable. That feeling was heightened when the creature shared his own blood.

Thought not fully grown, Chimera's body already showed what he would be. Thick and powerful. Already muscle corded the boys legs and chest. Long hours of travel and hunting. His voice had changed from the soft, puppy tones and were deeper, though not as deep yet as they would become. Somehow his voice was smooth, like a snake slithering through water. "Venom," he answered in kind, his gaze shifting to the side a moment later to look for the Silent One that seemed to follow her. Today, it was nowhere to be seen.

"Speech"

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