I'm Here to Cause Trouble [Fate]

[ryouta]

"you know i'm bad, i'm bad, i'm really really bad" ☒ Fate ✐ 000 ✉ here we go MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

What a delightful thing to see the sun unable to filter through the tops of these thick tree's. Though it was one thing because of the winter cold, it kept it slightly warmer down here on the ground. Moist with the rain that had fallen recently, only to give the man a better and bitter sense of the area. A new reign had started and he could laugh all he wanted about it on how much they all feared him. How the revered him ever since leaving the clutches of Alec the fire elemental. The darker blue eyes male lifted a paw and pressed it against the black mane on his head to ruffle it a bit. Then there was the sharp paper thin fangs of a twun, and a scar sitting across both sides of his mouth giving a menacing smile forever curled into his skin. Ryouta loved this, and it was his playground no matter how you looked at it. Though the east was far from his tastes as far as he knew. Away from the comfortable caves that had made up his territory of the pack. King or not, he still had to wander about and make sure things were going swell in this pretty little land. Who knew the intimidating beast may find something of interest. Pretty women to control or packs to dismember. Either way entertainment better have been on its way soon or the hybrid would start a forest fire just for fun with his bombs.

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[Fate]

The presence of a stranger in these lands had piqued the interest of the petite alabaster woman, and she was here to investigate. Scaled paws would touch down upon the terra with ease, completely at home in the moist environment. Unusually long tail would be curled at the tip, so her pale blue fins would not be damaged when they made contact with the ground. Soon she would come upon the strange male, taking in his unusual appearance. Calm lyrics would flow from her dark lips, a suave greeting.

"Good day, what brings you to this land?"

She would inquire, stepping closer. The man was not much taller than she, and she was okay with that. She would shake out her silken ruff before fixing her mismatched gaze upon the man. Why was someone so clearly suited for the colder north out here in the warm east, where even the winter rains were warm. Pale lashes would fall over her eyes slowly, languidly, as she would let a slow, sly grin play at her dark lips. She could always put on the moves, and that was what she was using as her default at this time. Long tail would give a flick, fins sweeping through the air with a soft whistling sound. Dapplings of sunlight flickered across the ground as the canopies above moved with the wind, and a small ray struck the scales upon her left foreleg, sending them shimmering for a brief moment before dancing away. She would continue to wait, curiosity glittering in her violet and moonstone optics as she fixed them upon the ruddy features of the stranger.