OOC: been awhile since I used this crusty old table. lol It still makes me laugh though. +5
He still was angry. The new piercings had reminded him everyday of his mate's sin against him. Her mistake. Possibly his mistake. Should he have even taken the woman as mate? He'd noticed that she had not been around him lately. She had almost disappeared from the face of the earth, though he knew she was just avoiding him, and he was doing the same to her because of the immense amount of fights they had as mates. He thought about this choice everyday, and he thought about if he should just take his ring back, take everything back. His stubbornness to make it work had started to fade, though it was still there and still preventing him from breaking it off. He also thought hard about going by her den. He wanted to, to say hi, to make sure that she had not killed herself, that she was okay, because this much he did care about, but he did not care to see those children. He refused them all because of that one child and the fact that not one of them seemed to look anything like Ulrich. None of them had enough orange to be so. They were too gray, too....red. No rust tainted their pelts, and Talitha said so herself, his dead children had been just that orange. He had the time to think about it, and he still rejected them, and he wanted mostly nothing to do with them, though he knew that as her mate, he would soon have to help her feed them, or help her watch them. Maybe when they were on better terms he would. For now, he would keep his distance.
Today he had taken out to the garden in the back of the mansion. He looked to his steed, whom grazed off where there were grasses for him to nibble on. He admired the look of his stallion, for the beast had a beautiful coat right now, and he was looking at evil as could be. The beast looked like the reaper owned it, and rode it when he was reaping souls for his collection in the underworld. Cotl could have been the reaper if he was as devoid of emotions like he was in the past. He sighed lightly and he looked at the plants in the garden. The movement of his steed would cause him to look up again, for the beast had moved towards the lake, seeming to want a drink of water. Cotl took his black hair from his back and moved it over his right shoulder so that the top of his large back tattoo would not be covered. It still had been hurting, for the tattoo was rather huge and complicated. He did not regret the tattoo though, because Kaena had done a beautiful job on it and it was a very elaborate design that not many would realize the bigger picture of it all. Boredom caused the male to sit there boredly and wonder what was next. Many he should go back into the mansion and get his guitar so at least he would have that to do, but he just couldn't find himself to get up from his spot on the ground where he sat.