Archer in the night

*Oddity* · 11-19-2013, 09:59 PM

The man's one good eye faced towards Abelinda, glowing it's usual blue texture. As it dilated some he threw the bone to the ground stretching before raising him from his relaxed position. Though wounds were still healing, meaning his eye was still profusely goring off with strange liquid. His tail flicked back and forth as he was greeted by the woman, in a strange way at that. Oddity let a soft purr grow in his throat. "And isn't it the ever so lovely Abelinda." He said in short tones. He was still adjusting to the odd behavior of only having one eye. It wasn't too hard though, and Abelinda was good company, it was clear to see he was comfortable around her if anything at all.
"What brings you here this evening?" The man asked, stepping backwards in the snow. He had just eaten a fresh kill of rabbit, so it was enough to say that he was full. Oddity was now concentrating on his time here, and making sure his skills were polished. Ever since he angered Isar, his lengthy mind of emotions had tied themselves together apart from the emotion that he was mentally missing regardless of what he did.

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