Coding by Sie.
WC:378 - Post fail x.x Sorry about the delay, my muse decided to disappear for abit ¬.¬
Another approached, which was just his luck. No matter how much he tried and how much he desired it, he had found it near impossible to be alone when he wanted to be. There was always a curious passerby, a nosy packs mate, an irritating pup. Again and again, whenever he sought solitude he encountered another instead. Irritation seared through him and he clamped his mouth shut, grinding his teeth together a little.
Lifting his head, he stared straight at the strange wolf that had walked upon his path. An unfortunate encounter for both parties no doubt, for the young Dasa was in no mood nor state of mind to watch his manners. Blue eyes narrowed as the other scowled at him; trust me, I don’t like the sight of you all that much either.
Yet, instead of saying the words he simply smirked at the other, amused by his own lack of luck. His mind was cast back to the encounter with J’Adore; both males had been in a bad mood and had taken it out on each other. Temptation lay, as he considered attacking the other in an attempt to lift his darkening mood.
Before he had a chance to think through the pros and cons of such a move, his eyes caught the others as he was walking on. So you scowl at me and think you can walk away without a scratch, huh? The others complete disregard of him ignited his competitive side and racked on his pride. He did not like being ignored.
Pulling his Katana free from it’s sheath, he placed his hands and held the weapon to his side in an attempt to mimic what he’d seen in the books. Pulling himself up to his full height, he silently scanned the surrounding area, noting a reasonable size rock. Moving so that the rock was in front of him, he pulled his leg back and hit the stone, sending it flying in the direction of the unknown male who was walking away from him.
“Now, now. Didn’t your mum teach you to mind your manners? Scowling at strangers can have dangerous side effects you know?” his voice was low and menacing, his words taunting the other in hope of starting a fight.
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