His new found peace has been torn to pieces. The wind carries with it the scent of another, and the dark minded boy finds his lips curling to reveal sharp puppy teeth under them. His dark ears turn back and he scents the air, his paws still moving and carrying him on his path. The squelching of the mud under his paws no longer bothers him, but this other presence does. Something within the male pup making him not truly want to socialize. The other pup calls out to him, making him cease his motions and look back over his shoulder at the dark cloaked girl.

”I go no where. Simply exploring. Why are you out here by yourself?” His voice is a simple mockery of her tone with a bit of his mother's sternness thrown into it. Alchemy is given to pause for only a couple of seconds, waiting for his question to be answered. He begins to move on, his path not clear, though truly he thinks he knows where he is going. They tell him to go this way, and another voice can be heard through the static within his skull. Be nice to the girl, boy. She only asks you simple questions. Lust fills his head with want for her blood, that ruby fount simply too much to ignore, and yet perhaps some part of his father still rests in his soul.

He resists the urge that sin puts on him, for the first time he will not let them control him. Of course, they rebel within the hollows of his mind, their fighting making his head hurt and his mood darken. Though, he attempts to stay at least somewhat decent as he walks away, no longer bothering to wait and listen. Though, part of him hopes she will follow and speak. He needs to learn how to socialize one day.

male :: zero years old :: belongs to no one :: none bear his cross :: homeless