BULLET in my HAND
05-29-2014, 03:06 AM
He would come face to face with perhaps the most curious looking wolf that he'd ever laid eyes on. A figure rose from the tall grass, and his ears pricked forward. A cobalt blue wolf with gold stripes, and even a gold moon arose from the grass. He hadn't realized such colors were possible. Blinking his amber eyes, his ear flicked as the other boy spoke. 'Erm hi, who are you?' The yearling looked over the other wolf, his head tilting to the side slightly. "I'm Genesis Armada. Who are you?" He questioned slightly, slowly over-coming the shock of the surely unique designs on the others coat. He had seen strange colors before, the Armada family weren't exactly the most normal looking wolves, but nothing had ever been this striking. His tail moved around him, wagging slightly in the air, as he smiled in a friendly manner, wondering if this strange looking male could indeed be a friend. This other wolf certainly seemed close to his age, at least in height he was close if not the same. Genesis couldn't really tell how much discrepancy, there was at the angle he was facing. This stranger had striking green eyes, a color so vivid that Genesis couldn't recall ever seeing it before. His curiosity was definitely peaked, at the strangers appearance. Who was he? Speech, |