Seemly Devoted
Professor09-20-2023, 07:52 PM
Lesson after lesson, Akito grew and accumulated experience. Wiser than most youngsters his age, he was ready for a challenge. Needed to feel the sear of pain across his skin. Needed something more than the overly careful and calculated movements of his uncle and brothers. He needed to let loose and be... uncivil. As much as the thought disgusted him, he thought that maybe it would be a good thing every so often. Which is what led him north from Auster into the wintry region of Boreas. There he knew someone would be there to answer his call. When he passed over the border, he did not even need to let out the call himself. Instead, he heard a calling howl that seemed a tad eager for an opponent. Interested, Akito carries himself over to where the noise had come from. He sees an older boy standing there, looking rather pissed. Who had pissed in his den? One brow lifts in mild question as he comes to a stop a few feet away from the boy. Akito's lips stay closed as he assesses, watches, and plans out the different plans of attack. Who would move first? |
akito's companions are to be assumed nearby unless stated otherwise.