Blacktail Deer Plateau gore & gold

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Trudging the path as he did, the beastly mutt found himself closer to the tral's origin enough for him to pick his gore goblet gaze up from the forest floor enough to see the one he pursued was already staring square at his ass as though he had called her. Seems his sneaking was still impeccably terrible.But then again, his lazing ass wasn't exactly trying to sneak. Idling his sway, he stood almost sheepishly infront of the brunette who eyed him like he was a walking turd on four legs of flies. Well, he was a piece of shit, but he was trying less to be an asshole, nowadays. Whether it was successful or not, he had no idea. But now's a better time to test than never, ain't it?

"Hey, What's good?" he asked, trying his paw at being polite. His voice, he tried to keep light, casual, unassuming about this whole situation. He had walked up on her, after all. Baritones of sinful depth came forth again to rumble between them. "Name's Siqsa." That was a bit decent. Nice and nonchalant. Keepin' it easy. 

The brisk breeze here near made him want to submerge himself in the river, but Liri had warned him against the baskings, saying that was what led him to habitual sicknesses. Initially he thought his immune system was just shit. He always just felt hot inside, and swimming made him cool long enough to feel normal. Were all wolves hot inside too? Him being mixed...it almost made him feel as though it was just him. He had yet to meet another hybrid, after all. 

The Damned brough his glittering gems to seek the face of the met company, and almost interestingly enough, they were the brightest he had come across. Well, they were in a glare, at the moment- topaz gold was kinda pretty to him. And it matched the scheme of colors on her, whereas his family was mainly composed of blacks and reds. but his dad had golden eyes. Well, no, there was still some red in there somewhere.