clean out your wounds

*Áki* · 03-01-2015, 12:06 PM

Most of the wolves that he'd met thus far in Alacritia had been quite pleasant. There was little reason to be anything but, in his mind -- he was only threatening when he had reason to be, and was never openly vicious to strangers. Aki was far too happy a man to be bogged down by needless anger. Though his steps were wary as he approached the stranger, he made no effort to conceal his approach. Only when he crept a bit closer did he notice her posture stiffen, her hackles raising in protest at his presence. "Oh," the massive brute breathed softly. Had he startled her somehow, unintentionally? Slightly bewildered, his head dipped to the earth and his ears flattened against his skull.

"I want nothing," he admitted, quite taken aback at her harsh response to his simple, friendly greeting. The warmth of the summer day had lightened his spirits and he had been interested in the prospect of a conversation with a stranger -- though she seemed anything but friendly. "From you, at least. In general terms, I want everything." A crooked grin spread on his lips, his tail batting happily behind him. Oh, yes, he was selfish -- the world was his domain and he wanted to experience as much of it as possible. "What do you want, lovely?" There was nothing teasing in his voice, only genuine curiosity. A few small, wary steps closer had let him examine her more fully. Though scarred, she had a sort of innocent beauty and he couldn't help but wonder why she was so initially stand-offish. "Forgive me," he uttered after a moment, his voice thick and heavily accented with a northern tongue. "How rude. My name is Áki."

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