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Scald

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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
35
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
280
player
ghostliem

Critical Fail!UnderachieverSamhain 2022
03-16-2023, 02:19 PM
Find #2

The youth was finally growing into a young man. It wasn't a bad thing. It's more like a 'I need to start finding myself' sort of thing. While he enjoyed living with the pirates and being a pirate, Scald wasn't sure if that was the life he wanted. The camaraderie and family bonds just weren't his thing, he supposed. This was probably why he was spending more and more time away from the beach, away from his family, away from his brother and best friend. Again, not their fault. It was the whole growing-up thing. It was on his mind a lot lately. Especially since he started noticing... how others appeared. Really didn't matter if they were male or female, but Scald noticed. He noticed if they were handsome or not. Pretty or not.

There was a burning, a tickling, an itch in his belly to explore those feelings. It made his lips quiver and teeth clamp together. He had to hold it together. He couldn't just attack his friends. How could he be sure they looked at him the same way? Did they even find him attractive? The boy would glance back at his galaxy-like coloring as if he was a streak of mud on someone's butt. Everyone else really didn't look like him too often. Fuck. Was he ugly?! Dammit.

Scald was clearly distracted. Clearly in such deep thought that he quite literally did not see the shadow plucking berries. His nose should have picked her up as soon as he dipped into the valley, but he hadn't. There was an over-ripening scent of sweetness that clouded his sense. Warmer weather than usual was bringing in an early blossoming of flowers and vibrant plants and along with it, berries. He wasn't super keen on eating any of the berries, but they were there. The girl was also there and as one would have it, Scald nearly walked right into her.

Her scent finally hit him like a brick being tossed out of a ten-story building. Halting in his tracks with spinal quills bristling and lips curling upward, he shot daggers at her with his bi-colored gaze. "Watch where yer goin'," he rumbled in his teenage angst voice. He continued to stare at her as his hackles rose and his ears flattened back. He couldn't deny that even as plain as the girl was, she was pretty too. But she smelled like Sparrow did when Sparrow was pregnant. It was an odd smell, but it turned him off from questioning anything. Letting out a grunt, Scald waited for her to get out of his way.

SCALD ABRAXAS




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