Eyes like stars

@Starlet
Crescendo was exploring the borders, but stopped to gaze at his reflection in a small puddle. The scars only added to his beauty, he noted. His ego was inflated after the battle, in which his awesome pack had won, naturally. Crescendo found his thoughts being turned to his new obsession as of late, faes, and often followed some of the ones he admired, watching them hunt, sleep, and wander. He had not yet found his perfect fae, but kept looking. She would be elegant, beautiful, and his. He licked his chops at the thought, lust awakening his senses. He shook his head. He would first have to find his beauty. Such thoughts would come later.