03-11-2012, 11:26 PM
Shaking in his handmade boots, Shiki peeked around Sissy and gazed at the waist of another figure. Eyes widening, ears craning back, his gaze followed up, up, up the figure's form to stare into cold wolfish eyes. Lower lip trembling, tail wrapping around his thigh, Shiki softly whimpered and his large eyes filled with fear. How could someone be that TALL?! It was impossible- in little Shiki's mind- for someone or something to be that tall.
He should be stronger, fearless, terrifying like his father. He should be the idle heir, the idle son... instead he was a whimpering fool who ran from battles and conflicts.
Shiki mewls again and returns to hiding behind Sissy.
Last edited by Shmiley : 03-11-2012 at 11:31 PM.