G0|\|3 T00 F4R IP: 107.214.22.238 Posted on June 10, 2014 at 06:37:41 PM by Xylon
As I was cleaning my muddied pelt, I felt something smack my face. Out of instinct, I snapped my jaws closed , merely catching it by the fin of its tail. The scene was almost comical, as in movies when goofy characters would slap one another with over the top fish.
I dropped the push and placed a paw over it, perking my ears as I heard her apologize. "It's fine- no harm done..." I mummer, sinking my claws into the wriggling body below my paw. It's struggle ended quickly as I picked my paw up, bringing the fish with it, and placing it at her feet.
"I'm Xylon, but you can call me X." I replied, tilting my head as my shoulders visibly relaxed. My clenched jaw loosened it's hold on my tongue, swallowing to hopefully hide it. It was a bad habit of mine, coming from my past.
My eyes were still concealing the dark depression of my past, but sparks of curiosity I dearly tried to hide worked its way onto my orbs. After realizing I was staring, I looking down and glanced towards the river. Questions were bubbling up in my throat, but I suppressed them long enough to tilt my head back up to glance at her.
I shufted my weight to the side, doing my best to keep the russet side of my body hidden the best possible. On that side, there was a scar starting at the base of my tail and ending at my shoulder. It was already too late to hide one on my face, going from one cheek to the end of my muzzle in three ragged and pale scars. And bide or scratch I have ever retrieved had thinner fur. Thus... Every scar could be mapped out.
