01-07-2008, 12:46 AM
[html]love as certain as a sinking ship
He had grown up.
but that won't heal your scars[/html]
He had grown up.
It was not, technically, in the sense of growing up and being more mature; if one could put it in such words, the Lykoi was as immaturely bent on destroying his family as ever. However, he had almost fully constructed his little mask and was entirely ready to put it to use. The cub was trotting rather lackadaisically through the ruined streets of the once great city, paying little mind to the nature-claimed wreckage around him, or the things that seemed to have simply stood still in time. He cared little for his surroundings; he could not yet shift, and he had plenty of time to examine later, when he wasn't busy maiming creatures.
And anyways, he was more eager to find some naive being to test his manipulating skills out on.