you're in my veins.

*Quintus* · (This post was last modified: 11-12-2013, 07:45 AM by Quintus.)

Quintus Nero doubted he would ever possess the grace that his mother and father seemed to have been endowed with, but that didn't stop him from thinking he was quite awesome nonetheless. Of course, falling would set the boy's ego back a bit, and he growled as he pulled himself upright and furiously scanned the area around him. He had been being watched, it seemed, and he watched the figure of a woman make his way toward him from behind the thick fog. A look of annoyance was evident on the progeny's face, his nose wrinkled and his brows furrowed as that absolutely appalled that someone had been watching him.

"I'm doing fine," he retorted with a huff. "The landscape here sucks. He huffed yet again, ears flattening against his skull. "Who are you, anyway, and what are you doing out here?" It was rare for him to leave Seracia -- and this was the first time he'd ever met a wolf not from Seracia, but he wouldn't admit that to her.

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