Soren
You have got that face that just says
Melita made her way back to her spot and Koa was left to be the next ducker. Soren shifted himself back up and placed himself properly in the circle, lip gently twitching to reveal the tip of one fang as the man started around.
The Imp—er, Soren—was ready. Anticipation vibrated like static beneath the young ancient’s skin, his tail lashing as he waited for what was to come. With each of the soldier’s revolutions, he felt the anticipation within him surge and swell like waves crashing against the shore.
Koa’s hand finally landed on him, followed by the taunting goose, and Soren surged. Flesh turned and shifted to scorched feather, and powerful wings flapped hard and deliberate as he made his attempt after the accepted.
The cinderscourge let out a screaming call, eyes narrowed as talons reached out to grab.
Soren shifts and tries to catch Koa!
The Imp—er, Soren—was ready. Anticipation vibrated like static beneath the young ancient’s skin, his tail lashing as he waited for what was to come. With each of the soldier’s revolutions, he felt the anticipation within him surge and swell like waves crashing against the shore.
Koa’s hand finally landed on him, followed by the taunting goose, and Soren surged. Flesh turned and shifted to scorched feather, and powerful wings flapped hard and deliberate as he made his attempt after the accepted.
The cinderscourge let out a screaming call, eyes narrowed as talons reached out to grab.
Soren shifts and tries to catch Koa!
"Baby, I was made to break your heart"
