<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=167786.msg8009151#msg8009151">Quote from: Doncamiel on 06-04-2013, 04:14:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The Don stalks behind the double doors, arms folded across the slim chest, double blades at the hips, and a dangerous gleam to uncovered eye. The Don is a peculiar little androgynous...person. Loose black hair, just long enough to be pulled into a pony-tail, small and slim. And that's before you count the wolf-tail sticking out from the boxers, and the overly-large black-feathered wings on eir back. <br/><br/>Ey rocks back onto eir heels, one hand on the hilt of a sword. Of course, the Don would back emself into a corner...not sure <em>why</em> running to the dining room seemed like such a good idea...or why the back door out of the dining room was bricked shut. Okay, well that one the Don <em>did</em> know. It had to do with a very drunken night and a "special" friend...<br/><br/>Then the house rattles, and Don cringes, squinting up at the roof.<br/><br/>"Oi! Stop blowing holes in me-...well okay, in me house!" Shouts up at the rough, then mutters, "Though I <em>did</em> want that skylight..."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Well, well, what have we here!" Grey boomed as he ducked into the room, teeth bared in a wolfish grin. "Aren't you a pretty little exotic thing! Guarding the house are we? Well, come on then."<br/><br/>Now, Grey was aware that small and fast could overpower his sheer mass and was smart enough not underestimate the stranger.<br/><br/>But he had charisma, a big sword and a pocket full of cute. What could go wrong?