[m] Everybody wants to rule the world

Crescendo peered closely at the triangles. Three. "Still interested?" she asked darkly. His answer was short, but true, his voice deep and quiet. "Always." He settled back on his haunches. "Scars...they make us more, they add to you." he said carefully. His silver eyes glint darkly for a second as he gazes at a specific scar hidden under his thick neck fur. he has told no one yet, and doesn't plan to.

He looked up at her again. "They make you all the more deadly and beautiful," he commented truthfully. The scars had interested him, they made her more then just another fae on the outside.
@Kadence I can spree now if you are up for it.
@Mara cause you are on right now