Give Me The Strength You Created Me To Do

Alastor · 12-17-2020, 12:09 AM

Alastor paid little attention to the lack of birds chirping or any other signs of life around the barren north. It was late in the season, and many birds had already migrated south for the winter. It did leave the world silent and empty though, and as such, every sound seemed amplified tenfold. That was why it was so easy for him to hear the shifting of fallen leaves and pine needles somewhere nearby. Alastor's humming stopped abruptly, his ears lifted to catch every sound. There, again, to the side. The dire brute's head snapped in the direction of the sound, rounding a thicket of trees to spot the other male. He was fairly large compared to other wolves with a distinctly unique and shiny coat. The blending hues natural whites, browns, and blacks were accentuated with stark pink bridling and a macabre red smile permanently painted into his fur along his muzzle. His trademark grin made a slow appearance across his features as he studied the newcomer, turning to approach the man with slow, measured steps. The other wolf approached him with as little fear as Alastor showed. Ah, so either he was equally as brave or equally as mad. Either way, this was shaping up to be fun.

Alastor stopped once the two were only a few yards apart. Up close, Alastor was able to see the similar melanistic black irises he possessed in the eyes of the other brute. There was no fear or trepidation in either man's expressions or body language, yet similarly Alastor made no move to assert himself over the smaller male. He had no need to. Besides, this wolf was an oddity, just like he was. Lurid had mentioned a wolf that looked like a clown would be joining them. Perhaps this was that wolf. "I suppose I should be flattered to have a stalker," he remarked, toothy smile on his face and voice drenched in dry humor. "Lurid mentioned someone was coming to join us. I'm taking it that someone is you." The dark dire gave a short chuckle. "You definitely have the aesthetic she goes for. If nothing else, Lurid does have a type."

Although many would treat either wolf with guarded caution, Alastor felt no danger from the colorful brute. He was more intrigued by him than anything else. Since his arrival in Boreas, almost every wolf he'd met, he'd killed. This was his first time interacting with someone outside of Lurid's little "family", and Alastor did oh so enjoy making new friends!

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Warning: Alastor is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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