hello darkness

my old friend

The moment he advanced, he could feel her tension and visibly see the way her hackles raised. The barest hint of amusement touched his features then, and while it didn't quite show in his facial expression it could be seen in his eyes. The stranger had mostly reminded him of his brother, but her reaction to his close proximity was another reminder of his family in the form of Seline. She had always been the one to approach others so whenever the circumstances turned on her, the result was much the same as the red wolf before him now. There is no vocal answer offered in stead of her tease, although perhaps the slight lifting of his tail accompanied by several end twitches would convey a mild tease in return.

It was possible for him to relax in some moments and to not be the stern wolf he had always been since he was a child. It wasn't often that it happened, but it was something he made out to practice more as his life continued onward, for even though the Satanican traditions were engrained in his very being, it had been a long time since the family that once was had been. And though he hadn't seen Curiass yet, it was by choice and such choices were what led him here on this day. Even as aquamarine eyes watch her closely, he doesn't have long for it's evident she's not remaining so close to him after all. Side stepping away from his advances, she moves to circle him, and he allows this without a hint of tension coming off of him.

Let her gain confidence in her actions, as well as her words, for even though he picks up on her meaning he also finds her voice to be rather pleasant in his ears. He could have done well with her even closer when she spoke, but he had learned much patience thanks to his particular lifestyle. He could, and he would wait her out, and bide his time as long as was necessary. "If this stranger had truly been stalking you, we certainly wouldn't be having this conversation right now." It could have been perceived as a threat, but his deliverance hinted more toward an invitation if she happened to be so inclined. He still hadn't moved from his spot he had come to after his initial approach, even when her movement brought her around to his right side. Though he lacked motion, and had briefly lost her for but a moment, he kept his gaze on her always unwilling to waver.

So when she demanded he tell her who he was, he allowed the amusement to show on his handsomely pale features in the barest hint of a grin. Her personality was as fiery and intense as was her coat, and he found himself intrigued by her flavour and wanting to know more. And so he obliged. "I am called Kronos, and who I am is the patriarch of the Satanicans, after my Mother and those who came before her." She had asked and so he had delivered, and though he was mildly curious as to her reaction of this information, he didn't believe that it would mean all that much to her and he himself had more important matters on the mind. Just as she was quick to demand of him, he had no intention of reciprocating with a politely mannered question.

"And who might be this inferno I've found in the night?" Regardless of the fact that she had side stepped his initial approach, his large white paws are determined to bring him nearer. As he spoke each word to her he closed the distance and wondered if she would avoid him again or if she would lash out in retaliation. He wanted to know her reactions as well as her thought process, for who she was would be something for him to savor and to enjoy slowly putting together, piece by piece. Or slowly pulling apart, piece by piece, depending on how she took his advance in her space though his intention was clear. He made no move to touch her in any regard, his goal to find a simple closeness. He had always found the best ways to learn to be diving in head first, and what better way to learn than allowing himself to be drawn to her like a white moth to a hot and hungry flame.

male - eleven - Satanican - brother to Curiass