01-16-2019, 09:52 PM
SEPHIROTH
MALE — ROSEBLOODS — PHARAOH — 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;"]The Rosebloods always had a certain scent about them. A mixture of the distinct heat of the desert they lived in coupled with the traces of whatever flower they had assigned to themselves. It was noticeable enough, though Sephiroth’s own scent was even more unique. Rich and dark with what a trained nose would detect as rose and vanilla, deep and alluring. It added to the otherworldliness of him.The male felt himself stiffen uncertainly as Bai Shi pressed their muzzle into him, eyes shifting towards the serpent’s face blankly. Sephiroth hadn’t exactly been appreciated like this, if anything he believed his group wasn’t satisfied with his leadership, and it felt alien to him. Despite that it felt…good. He hadn’t understood what ‘bones to water’ meant before but now he felt it crystal clear. Sephiroth had to resist the urge to lean into the long and warm body next to him, to lay himself down with a contented rumble in his throat like a pleased pet cat, and keep himself professional. His muscles did relax however. Was that right to do?
Sephiroth would dip his head appreciatively as Bai Shi pulled away, unable to keep his eyes from closing in a pleased manner as the dragon brushed against his powerful shoulder, before he turned as well to follow his Nomarch into the gloom beyond. He stretched out his senses a bit more, making sure that they weren’t caught as he moved to stand close to Bai Shi, almost brushing his pale fur against golden scales as he looked foreword. He would crouch a tad bit, taking a cautious and careful couple of steps foreword as he started down the winding tunnel. ”Follow.” The lion’s voice was a soft whisper, looking over his shoulder before he continued foreword, focused ahead in a determined manner.
[align=center]Sephiroth is a large male lion with a pale, almost white body and a silver mane. He has blue green eyes with slit pupils. He is the Pharaoh of the Rosebloods. He is currently unstable and volatile, hearing a voice called Mother in his head and is believing himself to be a god. He has enhanced senses, conjuration, and mental manipulation and communication, and is hard to fight in battle. He is based on the character of the same name from Final Fantasy VII.