A smile scarred ashen velvets as the other virile acknowledged him and spoke. Kalgalath. A very unusual name, but original. Kong felt his pate dip in respect. He had noticed the hunter drop his crown and banner to the level of Omega, same as himself. So no one had gotten promotions yet. Fair. But of course, he expected nothing less from the girl dubbed Paranoia. She seemed a very fair type. The one to investigate further into one's history and personality before giving out higher ranks. Trouble lay in Kong's past, so he hoped slightly that she wouldn't delve deep on him.
He wasn't proud of his past, nor planning on repeating it. It had been filled with lust and torture, hell his only home. Kong had been a tortured soul once, full of hate and greed, wanting nothing but to hear the yelps of pain as one by one, the titan's legs were broken. Or should he say shattered? Luminaries looked away from the brutale, dipping muzzle down and to the left slightly so that Kalgalath wouldn't see the flashes of pain in his eyes. Not a very promising sight, to say the least. But Kong had gotten quite well at hiding his past. He looked past it, and hoped others would do the same. He had changed, at least that's what he continued to tell himself.
Hoping the gladiator hadn't taken offense at his turning away, Kong lifted his mug back to eye level with the beast, the smile back pasted on his features as he spoke. A pleasure, Kalgalath. How are you liking your stay at Munashii Gekko so far? I find it to be quite..peaceful myself. Like a land full of promise. Who approached you at the border? It was the maiden Paranoia for myself. Sorry if my questions offend you. Merely curiosity. The smile widened apologetically while twin pools brightened with genuine curiosity. His nares told him that Paranoia had not come into contact with this stag, after all. The only aroma that permeated from his pelt would have to be that of the other alpha, Angel.
Kong had yet to come in contact with that one, and the curiosity fed him to learn more of the brother of Paranoia, maybe grab some pointers for how to talk to him if they happened to meet. The lovely alphess had warned him that Angel was not fond of other males, after all. He didn't want trouble with her blood, not after such a nice chat with her. He wouldn't want to ruin their friendship. Even though they'd only just met and had a few lyrics of talk, he felt somewhat close to her. Not romantic wise, mind you. Merely friendly. And he knew that's what she wanted for all of her members. Something she would surely gain if she spoke so freely with her other arrivals. Kong had no doubt that Paranoia would gain undaunting loyalty from her pack.
Looking now upon the brute dubbed Kalgaloth, Kong pulled himself from his thoughts to await politely the bronc's reply. Auditories tipped forward, he moved his weight back upon his flanks, setting them gently upon the terra firma, tassel curling itself around his hindquarters like a wind's caress. Kong was a massive figure, even sitting down. He was built like a tank, with a wide chest, muscular shoulders that bulged no matter how he moved, a large handsome head, chiseled like a statue. His jaws were formidable and wide like a bulldog's, and they had seen much blood and death. HIs eyes were golden and innocent, a betrayal of what lay behind them. A past of evil, something shame and pain was left to carry around in his mind and heart for the rest of his seasons.
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King kong~male~Grey Wolf~four winters~coal black w/gold eyes
manipulated by DarQ
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