10-04-2018, 12:29 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]a clicking sound startled the angel out from the comfort of his wings, looking at the lion that watched him with curious eyes. he bristled slightly, not processing the question until he realized the pittian was not there to hurt him. not yet, at least.
why are you here?
"ask quill," junji croaked quietly. he shuffled further from the door until his back pressed to the wall, ocean eyes kept wary upon stryker. "i don't know... i'm a healer. tactical catch?" he added, ducking his head lightly. was that an acceptable answer? one that would satisfy the other enough to get him to leave? junji curled his injured paw closer to himself and attempted to shield his small body from the slaver's gaze with his wings, ears turning flat against his head.
"is that all...?" the boy asked softly. he dropped his eyes to the floor momentarily before they returned to watching the lion. placere non noceret mihi.
why are you here?
"ask quill," junji croaked quietly. he shuffled further from the door until his back pressed to the wall, ocean eyes kept wary upon stryker. "i don't know... i'm a healer. tactical catch?" he added, ducking his head lightly. was that an acceptable answer? one that would satisfy the other enough to get him to leave? junji curled his injured paw closer to himself and attempted to shield his small body from the slaver's gaze with his wings, ears turning flat against his head.
"is that all...?" the boy asked softly. he dropped his eyes to the floor momentarily before they returned to watching the lion. placere non noceret mihi.
[align=center][div style="font-size:17pt;line-height:1.1;color:white;font-family:impact"][i]hello my old heart