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Indigo
Juggernaut
07-13-2021, 03:42 PM
Indigo barely held in his chuckle as Arc gasped aloud at the revelation of Indy’s hunting skill. He’d never been a hunter, not when he was young, not when he was growing up, and definitely not now. He was at heart a peaceful soul, much like Mortis had struggled with his hunting skill so did Indy, the difference was no one had ever pushed him to be a hunter. It always seemed like their father expected Mortis to be a mighty killer. Something the winged wolf never really turned into.
He had no doubt with a mother like Aslatiel the boy would grow into an unrivaled hunter, or he’d try with the mane that would one day develop. ”Oh is that so?” He questioned the boy lightly, wondering if the pup realized what a logistical nightmare trying to feed a wandering band would be. ”I look forward to that,” He chuckled before they got really serious and Arc held on as he was shaken atop Indigo’s mane.
It was strange how light his heart felt as Arturus giggled so innocently. He realized despite the boy’s parentage Indigo felt like he wanted to give the boy the world, his heart ached with how much he loved the young wolf on his back. Indigo wore a genuine smile, and he almost felt care free as he let his attention become fully engulfed by the boy. Of course he was still aware fo their surroundings, no one would touch him while uncle Indy was around. Arc insisted that he could fight and urged the massive man to let him down to prove himself.
Indigo was full on belly laughing now, like the weight of the world had indeed lifted off his shoulders when he took the weight of the boy. He shook his head amusedly and did as he was asked. ”Alright little fire foot, show me what you’ve got.” He lowered himself so Arc could get down without hurting himself and then he turned about face, lowering his head and showing off his fangs as his hackles and mane raised to their ends and he bents his joints like he was about to spring. ”Do your worst,” he encouraged him onward, wanting to see exactly what a little package like him could offer.
"Speech"
He had no doubt with a mother like Aslatiel the boy would grow into an unrivaled hunter, or he’d try with the mane that would one day develop. ”Oh is that so?” He questioned the boy lightly, wondering if the pup realized what a logistical nightmare trying to feed a wandering band would be. ”I look forward to that,” He chuckled before they got really serious and Arc held on as he was shaken atop Indigo’s mane.
It was strange how light his heart felt as Arturus giggled so innocently. He realized despite the boy’s parentage Indigo felt like he wanted to give the boy the world, his heart ached with how much he loved the young wolf on his back. Indigo wore a genuine smile, and he almost felt care free as he let his attention become fully engulfed by the boy. Of course he was still aware fo their surroundings, no one would touch him while uncle Indy was around. Arc insisted that he could fight and urged the massive man to let him down to prove himself.
Indigo was full on belly laughing now, like the weight of the world had indeed lifted off his shoulders when he took the weight of the boy. He shook his head amusedly and did as he was asked. ”Alright little fire foot, show me what you’ve got.” He lowered himself so Arc could get down without hurting himself and then he turned about face, lowering his head and showing off his fangs as his hackles and mane raised to their ends and he bents his joints like he was about to spring. ”Do your worst,” he encouraged him onward, wanting to see exactly what a little package like him could offer.
Warning: Indigo should be considered a Mature Character.
