tortured souls
01-18-2014, 06:26 PM
ooc;; that table is gorgeous!!!! As if by magic, the creature before him would morph and change. Its body seemed to ripple before him, the body shrinking by three times, the black, reptilian features of the thing changing to a pale fur. Before he could even let the growl escape him, the monstrosity had become a mere wolf, one that approached with caution and without a threat no less. The jaws of the brute would snap shut as he tilted his head to the side, examining the wolf before him. Its fur was a mess, sticking out in all directions with a distinct filth to it that caused him to scrunch up his nose slightly. Erebos kept his coat pristine with his daily bath, always careful to avoid bloodying it during kills or muddying it when he walked. The wolf was also female, and has stunning features. Brilliant orange-red eyes and distinct dotted markings under the eyes revealed a beauty beneath the mess, but Erebos was too caught up in the disorder to truly notice it. A sigh would escape him at the sound of her voice and he would rise carefully to his feet to sit before her, placing them at a more equal level. Hello, stranger. Are you hungry? With a grin he would gesture to the small piles of meat beside him. No matter what the situation, when Erebos was in a state of lucidity he would always place others before himself. Perhaps he would even invite the dame on his trip to the stream for his second bath of the day after this - she looked like she could use one. "normal. talk. think. you" |