The Secret Side Of Me
06-08-2014, 08:42 PM
Apocalypse processed Rakshra's words, locking his gaze to her bright azure optics. He shook his summit slightly; once again humored by the canine that now paced in circular motions around his somber figure. Her words sent a wave of frustration through his build; though he ignored the wave of emotion and allowed his vivid gaze to become soft as he gazed at the miss. He smirked slightly, allowing his voice to become velvet smooth as he addressed her again. "I don't see why you're so hostile, I've only just spoken to you." He muttered, giving one slight nod with his summit. He took in a deep breath, cocking his cranium to the side slightly, locking his optics on hers once again; studying the luminous aqua shade that define her optics. "You have beautiful eyes, Rakshra." Apocalypse mutters, his tone low. He shook his summit slightly, narrowing his eyes and tearing his gaze away from hers, focusing on the heavens above. Apocalypse took a deep breath, his embodiment becoming tense with frustration by the wolf, his maroon gaze from a hardened shade to a light liquid. He gave an impish grin and drove his claws through the earths soil; shaking the particles from his hide as he stood and avoided Rakshra. Speech, |