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Ghost Behind My Eyes

Hana



Azure

"Break what can be broken"

Loner

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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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07-22-2021, 05:40 PM


At the word 'hated', his illusion was broken. Az's muzzle fell and he exhaled heavily. It would be stupid to argue that he still did not see his actions that day to be wrong. Perhaps scaring her, pinning her muzzle to the ground was over the top... but he'd scream from the cliffs that he was within his rights to deny her advances. Doing what was expected of a gentleman, a prince. Life would have been a lot easier had he merely accepted her affections for what they were, rather then getting lost in his head worrying over true intentions.

And then she continued, and he laughed. Oh, Hana. Collecting himself from the beach and standing to his full height, Az turned to face her. She really was beautiful - it was not a lie or manipulation. After a moment's pause he moved towards her, keeping his pace slow and collected so she hopefully would not flee from him. Hana was smaller then he remembered - or perhaps it was just that he hadn't seen her since he'd finally come into his adult height. He remembered how she looked beneath his paws and resisted bringing one upwards to touch her face. "Don't lie to me, even for my benefit." Az knew of her grudges, of her pride, and of how hard it was for her to let either of them go. "Your hatred is justified, and for what's it's worth, I am sorry."

Apologies couldn't be enough for the way he'd treated her that day, yet he couldn't find the words to elaborate further. He couldn't bring himself to grovel at her feet and beg her forgiveness - it wasn't who he was. Instead, he dropped his head slowly down towards hers, intending only to press his nose against hers gently. "My life would be a hundred times easier right now if I'd just kissed you on that beach." He murmured.

"Speech"




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.