His God is smiling on his cold mechanic soul

Itachi Lykoi · 10-16-2012, 09:22 AM

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Omg when was last time I had Xani thread? Did I EVER?! -totes cant remember-

It seemed so sudden, when the child stood there before him, so small on four paws next to his optime height. Itachi wasn’t gifted with social antennae; he was poor with fellow adults, and worse with youngsters. It had always been so, though most young wolves seemed to pick up on this and did not seek him out. He was a stranger to many in Salsola despite having been there since the pack’s birth.

There was no proper greeting before the strangest question arrived, and caused his ears to perk. Scarlet eyes peered at the little one, the curtains behind the gloriously shaded windows closed. He had been a king, once, but no more. ”I am,” the adult answered; lying. Yet, it was not a malicious twist, this. The question was inane, and would it not make the encounter intriguing for the younger mind if he was as blue eyed as to believe Itachi to be the majesty of anything? He knew there were all sorts of companions in these areas, and so his crows were far from the most exotic creatures that could be found. Would the kid be impressed if the golden man called forth the male peacock that Sirius had left behind?

The Lykoi didn’t quite know which step to take next, for he didn’t know what children saw and heard. China would have reveled in this moment to watch him practice. She had been his motivation, and she was no more. He wasn’t anything, anymore.

Slowly, he stretched out his hand towards the young one, and the black bird skittered down along his cloaked arm. He didn’t think the bird would resent the attention unless the kid became too bold too fast. ”His name is Soot,” a name his dead mate had come up with.

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