silver dollar, golden flame / private

[COSMIIX]

STARK F.

MALE — SNOWBOUNDER — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #2E4053; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The tiger recalled of his past but it was not like Nat's but rather quite different, he had been born an animal but acted quite human-like for his own liking. He had been born a simple puppy meant for a purebred bloodline and his purpose had been to be a show dog. His younger self hadn't liked the idea of it and had ran away from his mansion to live out in the wilderness though it proved to be rough on him especially since he had been a five months old. Eventually when he was near a year old, he had run from the city itself and went into the woods which was even tougher but he had made do with whatever he could learn or eat. He found it all funny now since he was living an easier life and wasn't busy leading a whole clan by himself, the melanistic tiger had been walking through the snow without much trouble only to spot Natasha in the snow did the beast trudge over with a twitch of his whiskers "Having fun, hon?" He said with an amused rumble and a tilt of his cranium, she was Blackwidow though she had went by Natasha as well. He couldn't wipe that coy grin from his maw and would offer a paw "Need a lift?" She was quite pretty for a she-wolf then again he hadn't seen any wolves of late well aside from Jacob but he was no she-wolf, he was still handsome in his own aspect.

If she said yes then he would aim to lift her out of the snow gently with large paws and if successful, he would blink his warm brown pools at her.

#psychosocial.