like a bulldozer | introduction

[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — MEMBER — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Something between a tired chuff and a half-awake growl sounded out from down the hallway inside one of the member rooms as a lion with particularly keen hearing caught an earful of the fox’s greeting.  Sephiroth had kept his enhanced hearing on high alert since the Roseblood’s food supply had been ransacked, so even as he slept he was still on guard for any intruders to the territory.  Unfortunately every sound was louder to him, so he was bound to be rudely awakened from slumber at one or another.  Oh well, at least it was to an enthusiastic newcomer and not a hostile invasion.

The pale pelted lion would lumber out of his quarters and stretch his jaws in a yawn, exposing glinting teeth as he blinked his luminescent eyes open.  Sephiroth’s body language and posture soon went to his dignified and professional norm as he padded out of the hallway into the entry hall, looking down at the alabaster fur of the albino fox as he approached.  His gaze still held a sleepy look about them as he took in the newcomer.

”Sephiroth.”  He introduced himself first and foremost, rolling his powerful shoulders with a small groan as he kept his eyes on Talanah.  ”Did you settle in yet?  And do try to ignore the smell.  It’s not…reflective of everybody here.”  Sephiroth considered himself a clean and organized creature, and honestly the stench of decomposition was the worst part of living here.  He would have to find some solution for his room at least, a natural perfume of some kind he could make?  The lion would have to find out, and soon.  Maybe he could share his innovations if they proved useful and needed.


(welcome!!)

#psychosocial.