❝ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅɪɢ ɢʀᴀᴠ&#7431

For he was not an ordinary beast, but one in oceanic cloth, draped finely as though he where but a unique creation; one to admire, for he knew of his fortune but wished not to become ignorant upon it. Wolves may stop to stare, whether it be to admire or even worship, or whether it was to discriminate and shun as though he where an abomination needing to be locked away, he had the attention one way or another. But alas he would take his time to bathe beneath the silken rays of the suns heat, the warmth from the source expanding across the whole contours of his skeletal spine, leading down to his ribcage, but no further. He had just recently joined Nifleheim, the leader to his surprise someone of familiarity and one to idol, but he would think very little of that. His fiery gaze would take a moment to take in the scenery before him, scattering upon all the still objects, until alas he'd see a dainty thing standing their in all of her glory. He would waste no time, raising to his paws and pulling his limbs towards the other. Though as he neared closer, about 2 or 3 meters he would halt, wishing not to intrude on personal boundaries. His crown would raise, though his caution would rarely leave him. " What brings you out here? All alone miss," Though before he would continue the conversation. [if he even knew how to begin] he would introduce himself. " Im Novaro Red, are you from around here?" She seemed like the type who liked to be alone, though perhaps he was mistaken and she had others following her like obedient sheep. Though, the merle boy was never the type to simple flee.