Cotl had picked up drawing when he was small, finding comfort in being the god of his own world, being able to create beautiful and ugly just by the stroke of his pencil. When he was little, naive, he used to think that his creations on paper would come alive, and he'd sit there and make a whole scene and then imagine that it was a real place, in some screwed up dimension. Those were the days of his youth, since he had been cursed with his twitch, and his vulgar outbursts, he had plenty of time to create his own world, as well as to create music, and to become as skillfull in the things that he did now, as a living as Imaginifer of the Inferni coyote clan. He was good at the things he had done here in Inferni, everything from setting game traps for his meals to border checking and making sure there were those beautiful skulls hanging on those large pikes at the borders, and he sort of thought that he'd be stuck at this rank forever because he enjoyed doing what he did, and he wouldn't really change anything with his rank.
He'd never seen this woman before, but there was a familiarity to her patterns and when she would look at him, he would notice those ruby eyes that were predominate in the Lykoi bloodline. When he thought about it, the woman looked like a mix between his Aquila and the woman he met that was in Aniwaya. Liliana Vess, her name was. It took him little time to find her name, simply because he knew who he was thinking about, and he needed to know her name, in the case he saw her again (he was sure it was probable because word of mouth, or Cotl going to visit Aniwaya like he did every so often) and it was his duty as a Tattooist to remember what he has done on who. The two seemed to just stare at each other for a few moments, he could almost see the drool falling from her chin (this was his way of joking, she wasn't really drooling) and landing on the floor before them before he would cross his arms across his chest and shift his weight to where he was standing predominately on his left leg. He twitched his left ear as she stared at him through those ruby eyes of hers. Cotl was starting to wonder if she was going to say anything or what when she finally recovered her tongue from whatever cat had it and she spoke to him. She apologized after addressing his name. Cotl twitched his head to the left for a moment before he would listen to the rest of her words. Cotl would look at her picture, that was actually sketched pretty well. It was proportionate (which in the beginning of his career, he found hard) and it looked like the simplified and shrunken version of the picture itself so far. The dingo-looking man had shaken his head when she had told him that her drawings aren't anything special. Anyones vho kann copy-NYEH- ein design ist specials. It's ein skills. it was a skill that he had, as well as Kaena Lykoi, but as far as he knew, there weren't many other artists in the clan. And again, he prided himself in his abilities, meeting an artist who thought down of their own art was a little confusing to him, but his curiosity was killed with that antipathetic wall that would build itself slightly. He'd be on his best behavior though upon learning the woman's name.
She would also speak her name to him afterward. Another Lykoi, which would explain her eyes. Cotl nodded his head lightly to the woman, a devious smirk still held on those wicked lips of his, the bi-colored eyes on the woman. Ist nices to meets du, Talitha. the man spoke, his throat clearing before he could continue. Kaena's somedhing auf ein artists as vell, du knows? the man would ask, a twitch of his left ear would top it off as he stood there, the woman a good foot taller than him, and him of course not failing to notice because of the way he would have to look up at her to see her eyes. She would ask him what he used to draw the picture. He had drawn it on a smaller scale, as she did. With a pencil since he had been very careful with using his inks (only using them on tattoos) and he only used spray paint when he needed to you know, spray paint. He nodded his head. Ja -CUNTFACE BITCH- Ich uses just pencils. Mein inks are reserved fur tattoos, und spray paints are for valls und groß stuffs. the man spoke to the woman, his ivory fingers twisting in a circle for a moment. Du haves inks?
Cotl Speaks
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