at the bottom.
10-05-2013, 06:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-05-2013, 06:13 AM by Bronze i.)
The stench of destruction called to him, oh so tantalizing and seductive. He had promised himself he would never again return to his former ways, to blood and death, for the sake of his children and his mate. And yet the darkness settled over him as the idly gazed at the carnage that existed here, making his skin crawl and his senses heighten. And yet these feelings were mixed with confusion and worry, and his mind raced with paranoia as he went... The voice of another reached his ears, which twitched in annoyance. His lips curled slightly, head swinging to meet her gaze. The sun was slowly settling, and it took him a moment to really see the woman. "Does it matter to you?" Bronze questioned sharply, quite obviously irritated by her question. Despite his age, he still stood his ground -- not looking quite frail, but not quite as strong as he had once been. Behind him his tail would whip out threatening, his poise becoming more guarded as he shifted. |
