Swiftcurrent Creek Narrow streets of Cobblestone

Those eyes of his, golden and warm. Arric shook his head a small gentle smile on his face. What a gentle soul. He liked him immediately. Wished he wasn't already claimed.

So?

Arric quirked the equivalent of a wolfish eyebrow. I think it takes more strength not to hurt someone. Think about it. I could attack you easily, but you wouldn't attack me back. What does that make me? A bully, but what does it make you almost a damn saint. It shouldn't matter if you can't hurt someone. It just means you feel a little differently and nothing wrong with that.

Arric met his gaze with soft blue eyes. Oh, many things. I like to fish and swim. I meditate daily. I like to observe the surrounding areas. I like to learn. I like colors. I like to watch shooting stars and stormy weather.