08-14-2020, 09:01 PM
[color=transparent] [w]isker
[color=transparent] [w]isker
This was more than a simple meet and greet; law had to admit his brother was good at selecting a task. Tattoos sounded awesome, even along his already spotted pelt law felt the addition of some careful color along his wings and sprouting horns would do wonderous things. Just an as an empty book taunted him with the need to draw; to scribe the pages and fill them with something to later look back to, so did the thought provoke a need, to score along his skin in brilliance colors; a grin unrepentant to the rest of the crew’s own dismay and delight- law felt excitement bubbling along the creature’s features.
It was a rare thing, for law to feel anything remotely safe around other people; it was a slow thing to get the creature to trust- to speak. Rarer still for him to act on it, but even here as the creature stumbled to meet his own litter-mate’s eyes: it was clear the delight- the mere suggestion sent a giddiness inside the eldest of the three’s eyes that made them glow brilliant shades of yellow.
Law stepped within the growing crowd, following his brother and his eyes along the bucket of paint- the tattooist who had given him would get a earful from their momma’s for sure- but law didn’t let that stop him from grinning. Wings giving an excitable flap outwards, snapping open and gushing wind- possibly hitting another crew mate on accident if they were close enough to the small creature
Still, there were manners; he was his mother’s sons- and he was taught the clan were family his family now too; forever until they left or their demise but- his eyes traced along the others, trying to remember names and faces; knowing the futility even as he tried. This would be easier with a book or something.
"[glow=grey,2,300]it's nice to meet yall! I'm lawkit; law works fine.[/glow]" law's voice shook but it was loud the child too busy peaking inside the color buckets but manners. "[glow=grey,2,300]lovekit, would you do my wings- and maybe my horns?[/glow]"
It was a rare thing, for law to feel anything remotely safe around other people; it was a slow thing to get the creature to trust- to speak. Rarer still for him to act on it, but even here as the creature stumbled to meet his own litter-mate’s eyes: it was clear the delight- the mere suggestion sent a giddiness inside the eldest of the three’s eyes that made them glow brilliant shades of yellow.
Law stepped within the growing crowd, following his brother and his eyes along the bucket of paint- the tattooist who had given him would get a earful from their momma’s for sure- but law didn’t let that stop him from grinning. Wings giving an excitable flap outwards, snapping open and gushing wind- possibly hitting another crew mate on accident if they were close enough to the small creature
Still, there were manners; he was his mother’s sons- and he was taught the clan were family his family now too; forever until they left or their demise but- his eyes traced along the others, trying to remember names and faces; knowing the futility even as he tried. This would be easier with a book or something.
"[glow=grey,2,300]it's nice to meet yall! I'm lawkit; law works fine.[/glow]" law's voice shook but it was loud the child too busy peaking inside the color buckets but manners. "[glow=grey,2,300]lovekit, would you do my wings- and maybe my horns?[/glow]"
[glow=#5E5E5E,2,300]The dark doesn't frighten me[/glow]
[glow=#5E5E5E,2,300]I chose to close my eyes; it is mine[/glow]
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