razerwing
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2011
- Location
- Somewhere over the rainbow.
Trystan shook his head, growling as he gripped the bars of his cage. He hated this place, hated how it worked, hated what they did to him. Him and all of his kind. He hated all of it. Soon his knuckles turned white, and his teeth bared as he let out the tiniest of growls at a passing shopkeeper. He needed to get out. Before they found out about his blood. The nekomimi shook his head, taking a deep breath, rubbing the bandages around his neck, cleverly disguised to look like a collar. It even had a little bell attached to it. His snow white ears and tail blended slightly with his light silver hair, his green eyes venomous whenever they passed over a shopkeeper. He almost smiled when they looked back, flashing a small grin at one of them, exposing short (when compared to other species) fangs. Outstandingly, he had a healthy skin tone, a fair amount of muscle tone. His clothes were clean, fitting into a slightly oriental tone, once again being pure white to match his theme. Wide sleeves, white slacks, with white slippers, all flowing quite nicely when he stood up to his full height of 5 feet and 6 inches. Of course, just by looking at him, one would figure he was completely harmless, which was true enough as long as you didn't give him a reason to hate you. And he'd resisted the shopkeepers on every little thing, from food to other habits. That thought brought a small smile to his face, although it quickly disappeared when he heard the chime of the door being opened. Almost immediately, his whole demeanor changed, from somewhat threatening to innocent and cute. He even curled his tail cutely around his waist, his green eyes becoming luminous, almost enchanting.