04-08-2018, 10:12 AM
KHAOL CORATIO
✯ — RUN AWAY FROM THE PAIN
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khaol was painfully new, he was at the terrible awkward stage where he knew practically no one, a couple of names, here and there, a few rules and traditions, a small piece of territory... but other than that, he knew very, very little. golden green hues lit up with curiosity as he saw the girl with plants in front of her and... papercutter, who approached. it was as they began to speak that he quickly hauled ass, he wanted to know what was going on. call him nosy if you wish, he didn't mind, he liked knowing things, it made him feel weirdly important. though that wasn't the topic of discussion at that moment. he stretched, his body shuffling close to the ground and his snout stretching forward to give the first plant a curious sniff. much like paper, he lacked a division to say he was aligned to, although he planned to go along with the typhoon tyrants. muscle was more to his caliber than medicines, although he was pretty sure he wasn't too bad at socialising. "this is awful nice of you to do," a sloppy grin slung its way across his maw, his eyes alight with his usual friendliness. "you seem to know a lot about plants. do you, ah, study medicines?" it was a genuine question, though one khaol felt as though he might already have an answer to. she was nice, and she seemed kind of soft, though chances were that he was judging wrong, until told otherwise he would assume that was where her talents lie.
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AND I GUESS IM JUST A MESS !
tags ★ 10 months ★ the typhoon