11-07-2018, 03:41 PM
| He often is not easily interested by others, but there was something about this pastel mare that intrigued his curiosity. Perhaps it was simply their alignments of values and principles were parallel with each other. However, it was not always that way with Sinner. He was a fickle creature and only followed his own morals and principles. Every individual had a place in his mind. Everyone was simply a stepping stone, a tool to be used for his own benefit. “I could not agree more,” he says, inhaling the scent that lingers from her green skin. It smells nice. Almost tempting to see what it tastes like. He wonders if she would taste sweet. She looks sweet at the very least. His introduction brings a smile on her face. He doesn’t miss every second it grows wider, from ear to ear. It seemed he was the one she had come looking for within the autumn kingdom. But the hound cannot help but wonder why. There was something she wanted, but what? She moves closer to him, but he remains still from where he stands. He snorts at her announcement, flickering an ear curiously forward as she continues to reveal her intentions. “Thank you,” he says with pride freely in front of her. There was no issue with hiding his excitement in the new position. “Sylva will need to grow first,” he answers to her question. They would first need to build their strength up and preparing for whatever would come. He cannot help but wonder what sort of chaos and destruction has reshaped the lands of Beqanna. Eventually, he would need to go find out for himself. Perhaps speak to Wolfbane now that he has succeeded to the throne finally. Her next question lights up his hollowed eyes. So there is your intentions, he thinks with amusement to himself though he masks it on his features perfectly. Sinner was not surprised that someone such as her was willing to throw out her hand and to grasp at what she could. He admired it. It was the same thing he had done in the moment Loess came to Sylva. The very reason why he stands here now as the newly crowned king of Sylva. “I can only wonder who the lucky girl will be,” his expression shapes into a flirtatious smile as he watches her circle around him. The dark beast cannot help but allow his eyes to wonder across her feminine physique. She knew very well how to entice a man’s curiosity with ease. But he is not a simple creature that easily falls for the flesh like some might. Sinner has full control over himself and the desires that he wishes to indulge in (except for the taste of blood, but that was entirely different). Although he cannot help but tease her about the opportunity. “Perhaps you could be someday.” Though he would require something in return. There was always a price to be paid. The devil would never accept anything so freely. |
Currenly immune to the plague per Carnage's quest.
@[Mary]
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Most likely always in his hellhound form