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BLOOD AND BONE !
the soft uncurling of sunlight, cotton candy smiles bleeding red, dripping blood. all grainy images that you never want to reveal to yourself: reflection. Sakasu is the catastrophe hidden in the stillness, the mourning of a single-note song and the death of all the purity. Battle lust wrapped in a guise of sweet allure
There was always something interesting in the clans to catch his attention. Clan politics that led to the clever little destruction wrought by open battlefields, Great burned forests of a spiteful group, great slaughters as the border lay waste- an example never to cross unless you seek your own demise. Past lives dictate that there was a difference in each clan that Sakasu had visited, some sort of niche that he enjoyed poking at, breaking down with his mere presence alone. Most found comfort in each other where most would find discomfort in Sakasu. He was an edge of intensity that many would do well not drawing the attention of.
Down to the clan's own traditions or the animals that swelled inside it, there was always something on the edge of his attention that kept him here, for the moment it was the careful curation of herbs he ahd grown at the water's edge. Surrounded by rosebushes of violet and ruby hue. Blueberries and the floral taste of rose on the tip of his tongue- flooding it as a stranger approached him.
"Something sweet to make something so bloody" Sakasu replied, turning his attention towards them as he set the bowl and tool down. Licking the sweet paste off his tongue as he replied. Rising his head to meet the three heads and two bodies that were near them. A curious hum escaped his maw as he watched the leader, a vague interest in the other before he pulled at the bag strapped to his side. revealing blueberries and offering them as a snack.
"I dont think i've caught your name," was there a purr on the edge of his voice then? Narrowed eyes looking deeply at the strange one who's pelt flickered with a long distant magma.
Down to the clan's own traditions or the animals that swelled inside it, there was always something on the edge of his attention that kept him here, for the moment it was the careful curation of herbs he ahd grown at the water's edge. Surrounded by rosebushes of violet and ruby hue. Blueberries and the floral taste of rose on the tip of his tongue- flooding it as a stranger approached him.
"Something sweet to make something so bloody" Sakasu replied, turning his attention towards them as he set the bowl and tool down. Licking the sweet paste off his tongue as he replied. Rising his head to meet the three heads and two bodies that were near them. A curious hum escaped his maw as he watched the leader, a vague interest in the other before he pulled at the bag strapped to his side. revealing blueberries and offering them as a snack.
"I dont think i've caught your name," was there a purr on the edge of his voice then? Narrowed eyes looking deeply at the strange one who's pelt flickered with a long distant magma.
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