Artok stared him down. Golden eyes bespoke of more years than his body carried. But he remembered he had been old once. Had already lived a lifetime. Even if it made no sense.
Artok smirked. Rude but honest.
Artok's eyes narrowed as he snorted. Little secret kid. No one is.
That was a bold faced lie. He remembered a she wolf red eyes kind heart. She'd been special. Lovely. But it was fleeting. Memory gone in seconds.
Who marked you? he motioned at the youths leg.
Artok smirked. Rude but honest.
Artok's eyes narrowed as he snorted. Little secret kid. No one is.
That was a bold faced lie. He remembered a she wolf red eyes kind heart. She'd been special. Lovely. But it was fleeting. Memory gone in seconds.
Who marked you? he motioned at the youths leg.