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The Golden Boy - Arrille - December 15, 2019
Such adventures! So many fights Arrille had seen, with the scars to show for it. Especially on his back, and not many on his hind quarters or legs. He never ran from a fight. And then when all was said and done, having conquered many other wolves that tried to go up against him....as he thought over these things to himself, well let's be honest, Arrille was not that tough. He lost many battles. And was arrogant. For the many battles he fought, he imagined winning most of them to keep his own ego high and mighty, as he still imagined himself as a prince. A foolsih prince at that...
Strutting his stuff, Arrille had his tail flagged high as he trotted along. Holding his chin up, so he could look down on others.
RE: The Golden Boy - Abaddon - December 24, 2019
-1C°, currently it is light snow and set during the day. Located in Tuktu Hinterlands, golden glades | ooc notes: ahoy!!
Silently he watched as the other male strutted by. Clearly proud of something that only he knew. Or perhaps he was insane and just wandering by in his own little kingdom that played in his head. A smile was drawn across his lips as his darkened stare followed the other male with every step they took, wondering if he would notice the one-man crowd watching him in the short distance that sprawled between them; or maybe he would go unnoticed as nothing but a ghost in the mist.
It was nice to spend some time away from that dingy forest filled with his father's scent. He was barely welcome there after all, so it would probably be best for him to begin to find a new place to settle down, maybe a little more permanently. For now, he would begin his journey into the unknown wilds by watching a handsome pale boy wander around with a swagger in his step.
RE: The Golden Boy - Arrille - December 27, 2019
Arrille pushed through the light snow, flicking it up now and then with his paws. Huffing to himself as cold air rose up from his muzzle. There was much to, having come back to this place. Much to do indeed. Set down what he had left, rise back up in this land as the 'prince' his mother always told him he could be. Even if she abandoned him years ago, Arrille still found those words high in his mind. A mighty phrase.
Oh, the fights he could wage upon others, the packs he could see, the wolves he could entrance with his looks and whatever charm he had. Arrille thought himself as a prince. And acted as such, with long strides, completely oblivious to those around.
RE: The Golden Boy - Abaddon - January 01, 2020
The boy was so wrapped up in his own little mind, still strutting around like he owned the place, the whole damn world around him and yet he wouldn't even notice the young man who was watching him in a short distance away. This world of his was failing him, the scar-faced boy was oblivious to the possible predator that was stalking in the shadows.
Snow drifted beautifully around them, gathering on their backs in a light sugary coating - if one would be watching Abaddon, watching the boy who was arrogantly walking around, they could mistake him for being a love interest maybe. Someone who watched him in awe and wonder; instead of a shadow contemplating what to do with this one. He seemed tough, more than just a handful should he get on his bad side now.
So what to do?
You seem to be celebrating some kind of victory.He called out finally in a playful, admiring tone.
RE: The Golden Boy - Arrille - January 05, 2020
Arrille went along and along, finally taking notice of another approaching to him. Raising his tail up like a flag over his read. "I am ccelebrating my return to this place. My birthplace" Arrille explained, head held high.
"And what are you around here for? A measly little snack somewhere?" The boy sneered.