The Devils Staircase [joining]

*Sin* · 12-12-2013, 03:56 AM

Sin Armada

It would not take long for one to approach the daemon's view. Lips curling into a smirk as he noted the wary approach, the male seemingly putting up a defense of insecurity, but Sin would not acknowledge that aspect. Ever curious was his mind as to whether this was the one he sought. He had heard it was an Albino, and this one certainly had the strange colors that did not befit a man. At least, to Sin; pink was not for males to wear. However, he supposed it was genes that gifted the figure before him. He was happy with his own pelt, pure white save for the blood he so chose to paint himself with; a sign of his power and relentless hunting of the souls who crossed him. Surely he would meet them all in Hell. Of that he had no doubt.

It would not take him more then a second to scent another, attempting to approach silently from the shadows but his own trained eye easily seeking her out. A devious grin curling his lips. So, she had made it here as well? This meeting would certainly be interesting. The glance of apparent confusion in her eyes, as if trying to remember some part of her past yet it eluded her. He would speak first to the Albino, and then maybe acknowledge the female that lurked nearby...if he felt like it. "Well, it depends on what your idea of peculiar is. In mine eyes, you are the peculiar one."

Sin was not afraid, did not care if an angry retort was made after his comment. He was never afraid of anything. He was a being that demanded respect, and would give it to those deserving. It was possible that the beast before him might deserve it, depending on the events that unfolded. It amused him, that the one near the pine watched. If she was around watching like an unspoken body guard, then Sin would only assume that her presence meant this male was scared of something. He would continue to assume that, especially with the way she intruded upon the meeting between he and the Albino. After all, he came to see the King. Not her. Such disrespect she has...to intrude when she was not called for. She will learn soon her place, should she cross me. He would think as his venomous glance flicked towards her for no more then a brief breath. He was always the dominant one within his litter, and she would know. Returning mind and sight to the albino, a smirk plain on his face as it spread. Some nerve. What kind of a greeting was that? Was he trying to threaten him? Such a failed attempt. For Sin was never threatened. "I seek the albino king who is spoken of so dangerously. And it would seem that my journey has come at its climax. Tell me, how strong is this pack? I want to know what the values and intentions of this pack are before I even think about considering to join your ranks...Father."

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