scary world

*Aksel* · 04-03-2015, 07:09 PM

Well, wasn't he a curious one? Aksel smiled, bemused the be mannerisms of the other darkly colored male. Up close Aksel could clearly see the scars and tattered ears of the other and he casually wonder if the smaller male was a fighter of some kind or just unluckly. Aksel's head titled to the side at the mention of his eyes. His eyes? Oh! The heterochromia. Sometimes Aksel forgot that each one of his eyes was a different color and he supposed it was weird. None of his siblings had the trait and neither of his parents had but as far as he knew it wasn't affecting his vision any so why worry?

"Oh, you mean why are my eyes too different colors? Well, it's for luck! I was born really sick but my mother prayed really really hard and the spirits blessed me with a blue eye to heal me. I was born with green eyes originally, like both my parents." Aksel shrugged, the lies rolling off his tongue so easily. He liked the story though. It was much better than, I don't know my genetics must be goofy. Aksel's stomach twisted sharply though at the thought of even partially acknowledging Dægmar as his mother. His coat had grown well over the scars across his shoulders and hips but it still made himself conscience. Not that his companions would probably care. The other male had enough scars for the whole of Alacritis!

"So, do you two have any names? What brings you to this neck of the woods?"

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