Drifter
12-18-2013, 05:28 PM
| Sin Armada |
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Born with little to no emotional standards, Sin awaited the response of the woman who arrived. He hardly cared whether she did or not, but would rather be doing something then nothing at all. For now he was a wanderer, an exile from his former pack back home because his ideals were different. He cared not for who disagreed with him, nothing and no one would ever change that about him. Only he could change himself, and although he was quite capable of doing so...he didn't want to. Not anytime soon, and quite possibly not ever. He moved slightly from his position, his sinful gaze unwavering on her. Both ears cocked forward, listening to her description of what she had come across before. He knew all too well what it was, and it was foolish that one would not know the names of the structures that once poisoned the land of the humans presence. "What you speak of is called a Church or Cathedral. The symbol you describe is called a 'Cross' which is a human symbol for their God." A smirk arose upon his snowy lips, gaze narrowing ever so slightly. "Though it seems their so called 'God' abandoned them. Because we rule the lands now." He was intrigued upon learning her name. Her last name especially, was rather strange and unheard of. At least, he had never heard of it before. Dipping his head slightly, he would still hold some manners when he was in a not so harsh mood. Today, she was lucky. "My name is Sin." Amber gaze bore into hers, though not as intense as he usually did. She really was lucky then, for he felt no inclination to paint the earth with her blood. "You have questions burning in your mind. Voice them, little vixen." He saw the curiosity, there was no mistaking. He was easily able to decipher the looks in the eyes of others, no matter how hard they tried to hide it. There was no hiding from him, he'd always find out. A small smile curled his lips at the mention of the nickname he'd given her, for her colors had reminded her of a fox. He cared not whether she got offended or pleased with the remark. He never hid his intentions nor words. |
