FOX
"Mm?" Gazing down at himself, Fox's tan has already started to take on a soft bronze colour that will only get deeper the longer he lets himself stay in the sun, and he can't help the smile that tugs at his lips at the realisation. "Thanks for your concern," he says, "but I'll be alright." And that makes one helluva change from just a year before.
As for the herd of wild animals, Fox follows the other man's gaze across to them, reaching up to brush his hair out of his face and revealing, for a moment or so, the two bonelike protrusions that mark him as an Ancient more than the tail that sways listlessly at his heels. "I've never seen so many," he murmurs. "Or even one before now," he adds.
Clearing his throat as he realises he's verbally walked himself away from the point of his trip, the hunter lets out a sigh through his nose. "Depends on your definition of dangerous," he says. "To me they are, especially after the war. They're Ascended." His voice pitches lower even to admit it, like it's a dirty word. "I'd ask if you'd seen them, but I doubt they'd go around advertising it."
As for the herd of wild animals, Fox follows the other man's gaze across to them, reaching up to brush his hair out of his face and revealing, for a moment or so, the two bonelike protrusions that mark him as an Ancient more than the tail that sways listlessly at his heels. "I've never seen so many," he murmurs. "Or even one before now," he adds.
Clearing his throat as he realises he's verbally walked himself away from the point of his trip, the hunter lets out a sigh through his nose. "Depends on your definition of dangerous," he says. "To me they are, especially after the war. They're Ascended." His voice pitches lower even to admit it, like it's a dirty word. "I'd ask if you'd seen them, but I doubt they'd go around advertising it."
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
