stange things happen

[lora wolf]

Bakuto Sachiaru))


A guy about 6 foot tall, brown hair, blue eyes, wearing a white cloak with black shirt and white pants, walking with his white snake skined boots on but in the village with ever puddle in site but not getting muddy or wet, he walks with his head down to the place he calls his home but not really thinking about his past in the sand, betray, taken from his life to this one, but he smirks thinking about his skills he has taken from the sand to the dark nite of the mist that is now his home.

[Shinku no Yami]

*Somewhere in the village, a young man with steel grey bangs and a hood to conceal most of his face stands at the window of a shop, having placed a rather large bag on the counter for the owner to inspect.*



"... yes it's real phoenix down."

*A pause as someone else responds.*

"No, you can't have the whole bird!"

*Another pause.*

"Why? Because it's mine and I said so!"

*Pause.*

"Yes."

*Pause.*

"Yes."

*Pause.*

"Only if you try to cook them with goat milk."

*Another pause.*

"I don't know, 25,000 ryo a feather. You know it's worth it."

[lora wolf]

he looks up at the rain and ponders at it thinking if his little monsters are likeing the rain that walk on the earth today then over heres someones convo with some store and a bird