Momma, I'm Leaving Home
08-21-2015, 05:12 PM
Naoise would not be kept waiting long. A man would find the boy, covered in bloodstains upon his coat, and Naoise would look upon him. A fearsome creature, who, by right, was likely stronger and more powerful than he. But did that mean he was going to give in? No. He would not be intimidated by this man. Naoise would lift his head up high, his gaze focused on the golden hues of the other. “I’m aware that there are dangers.” He would say softly. “But I know that there are potential rewards to the risk, sometimes greater than the risk they have taken. I’m hoping for such a case. I’m seeking a home, one where I can swear loyalty and yet not be held as some pawn. I care little for their actual alignment, for I can sway to either side of the spectrum if need be.” A hint that he wasn’t all sugar and spice. “You smell of a pack. Looking for followers?” |
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