What is your anger type?
Balanced
You have your temper in good check. People may even think you don't have a dark side! Good job!
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@spiritofthefox
What is your anger type?
Balanced
You have your temper in good check. People may even think you don't have a dark side! Good job!
I want someone who wouldnāt mind taking a stroll through the depths of my soul.
(via forever-deep-in-thought)
Behind the mirror||Andras
The shadow-walking had always been the trademark of his family. His uncle was the best at it, weaving in and out of the planes, manipulating light and dark and the particles of his own body to appear and disappear as he pleased. Ā Fox knew how to do it too, but he had never liked the silent dread of suddenly becoming one with the dark, of splitting into so many pieces he was afraid he'd never find himself again while breezing through the world beyond the veil and the mirrors.
He preferred portals instead, where the feeling of being submerged only lasted for the second where he stepped through the mirror. He was still a whole body when traveling like that even if the laws of the shadow world were nothing like the laws of his own world. He had always had a foot in the places of horror, it was in his blood and firmly imprinted in his mind. It was the price for power for him like it was for his uncle, and had once been for his parents before they were eaten by the things they studied.
The screams, the everlasting dusk, the things that moved around him while he walked, were all familiar to him. He would always pick light over dark if he had a choice, but the places that scared others did not bother Fox. They just were, and he always just sort of danced through, untouched even when straying from the paths. Which was unheard of and which he never mentioned to anyone else. He often did the things every wolf knew would lead to certain death, and for the most part he walked away unharmed.
So he had strayed from the path again when he'd heard someone sigh out in the mist that was wafting through the area, his curiosity getting the better of him, leading his steps towards the sound, an unusually clear shape appearing when he drew closer "Wow. They're always in spirit form. You're so solid" he paused "a bit on the skinny side, but not a ghost."
@the-demon-andras
Hello world||Fox and Mael.
He ran a hand through his hair, the short cut still a little bit of a shock each time he touched it. He'd worn it long all his life until recently when he'd hacked it off in a fit of frustration, possibly as an act of rebellion against a man that wasn't even there to see it or care about it. He knew he was a bit too old for that kind of thing, but he'd been naively worshipping his uncle all through his teens even though he knew deep down the man would never return to him.
His brows drew down at the string of thought. The asshole was the reason he was fumbling blindly out in the human world to begin with and now a grumpy vampire was snarling in his face for asking a simple question, calling him foolish and looking at Fox as if he was too stupid to find his own ass in a dark room. Though...there was something kind of adorable about the grumpy creature, the thing seeming out of its element as much a Fox.
Dark eyes went to the plastic card again, his expression a bit puzzled "I see..." he smiled slightly "I was given it in case of an emergency but I couldn't ask how to use it when I left." He pursed his full lips a bit at the question. He'd heard that most species of vampires didn't know about his kind of werewolf, yet it was a bit baffling to him to have it confirmed "I am a werewolf" his head cocked to the side, giving the cute grump a small smile.
Hello world||Fox and Mael.
The world, as it turned out, was nothing like he had imagined. He had heard tales of course, and sometimes even watched the television in his uncleās abandoned cabin. But nothing had prepared him for what it would feel like, sound like and smell like. The tall buildings and the constant onslaught of sensory input had him losing his sense of direction, and so far even the simplest things had him thrown off.Ā
He could part himself into particles and materialize where he had last tracked his uncle to, but he could not figure out how to use his piece of plastic to get a cup of coffee. He had ended up feeling so stupid by the end of it he had just walked out without the coffee, his cheeks burning as he hitched his backpack higher and moved on.
Then a vampire had crossed his path and the familiarity of the supernatural had made him reach out, for some reason counting more on help from the immortal than from the humans. Heād even gone so far as to put himself right in front of the other male, looking up at him with a friendly smileĀ āsir vampire? I was wondering if you know how I can make money come out of this plastic card?ā he held it up to him, hearing the voice of his caretaker telling him vampires had killed his family and that he should never seek contact. But....this wasnāt a kindred, so it should be fine.Ā
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