Born to Aniwaya it could be said he had an understanding of both optime living and lupus; often swapping between both forms himself, depending upon what the situation at hand required. When hunting he incorporated several forms of hunting styles, not limiting himself solely to his teeth and claws but branching out to traps and weaponry; mixing and matching as such made what could be seen as a more boring and tedious task more interesting and engaging. At least, that's what he'd been telling himself and using to justify his choice of mixed methods.
His small rebellion against his parents and pack had resulted in the moon coloured male wearing what the tribe may perceive as strange clothes; compared to the usual feathers in the hear stuff seen typically within the tribe and covering himself in complex designs which contrasted the body he was born with; to set himself apart from his twin and from his pack. Time had slowly allowed for him to learn the doing as such was foolish and stupid, but the designs had become a hobby and a habit and some clothing comfortable, still occasionally choosing to wear trousers every now and then.
Even as he fell to the ground, he felt a sense of victory, achievement and relief wash through him, easing away some of the guilt for the damaged he had inflicted upon the unknown girl. Scrunching his eyes closed he hissed a breath of pain, before opening them to see the girl following suit and landing upon him in a awkward straddling position. For a moment he just blinked, looking at hear rich earthy colouration, just simply looking at her without much coherent thought going on within his mind. The moment was brief and as if snapping back to reality things seemed to grow awkward, the lad unable to understand just what he was thinking or feeling, just that it was different and new, something curious he may wish to explore further possibly. Tugging lips back he arranged them into a grin, displaying his teeth in a non menacing way, pushing himself up of the ground slightly and propping his upper body up with his elbows, not feeling quite up to standing just yet.
When the apologies come he laughed briefly, “You sure do know how to greet a guy” the words flew out of his mouth, innocent and without any hidden meaning to them. Heaving himself up forward he crossed his legs and sat upright, flicking long grey bangs out of his eyes with a swipe of his hand, “Hows your arm?” he asked, green eyes narrowing in on where the rope was still attached. “Oh, and i'm Ahiga. Gadodetsa do?”
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