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Hajime


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09-26-2013, 04:00 PM





Hajime didn't really expect for other young members like him to be around. Possibly because he wasn't used to being around wolves his age. They may not have been entirely same in age, but close enough where it made much more of a connection than the larger wolves. Although Hajime only had a few more months for his body to be done with its changes. Considering his attitude, and his appearance many hadn't even known he wasn't two years of age yet. Many had already judged him for who he was, and he was rather thankful for that. The small girl had amazing manners, and a bright look to her as he observed her with his eyes and ears. It made him pull his paw away from his face and lay it on the ground again. His red eyes made their same unsettling manner of looking at others. Some could say, that there was the devil in his eyes. Though many didn't see it that way. Except for the malicious nature he received from his grandfather, Hajime was happy that he wasn't like that brute who tried to kill his own daughter. The only time Hajime had considered himself a killer was after the death of his adopted brother. Yet, he had done it to make sure his mother hadn't suffered. In the end Rivaxorus suffered much more than Hajime had, and he ran off with her brother. And now, Hajime was no longer with his uncle. Allen had been no where to be seen so the boy wanted to consider him missing as he saw it. The cool autumn wind caught within his fur as he finally pressed his back paws against the dirt to raise himself to stand at his full height. Looking over at the girl, half searching for the words that he should say towards her.
They were all equals here, Hajime could take the time to get to know each and every member. He'd do that, simply because in the future when the king really found his place. He'd would have friends beside him to fight the enemies he'd be making. Hajime had stories in his head from his mother, and some of them he had wished it had been him who was there. "Hello Poppy-chan, I'm new yes are you a warrior as I am? My name is Hajime it's a pleasure to meet you too." He chose the words carefully that slide over his tongue perfectly in the language that had been spoken since birth. Although he knew another language, the lady probably wouldn't understand a bit of it if he were to mildly speak it. Hajime gave a dip of his head to the girl in greeting. He definitely was a gentleman, with an odd coat like his. Half the time he thought what would have happened if he had received his mothers stripes, but the black masked male was alright with what he had now. Many would consider him good looking, so he might as well with them.




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