12-31-2017, 03:02 PM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; text-align: justify; "]Angel's mother had been the first good animal in his life to die. His father had died first, but he wasn't relevant, now in his own mind. Willow only confirmed this when she'd told him that he was an animal that dragged their entire family down. Leaving even before Angel was born, with news traveling to their quaint little village that poor Nicholas was dead, didn't make for a tragic heartbreak. Besides, he had been too young to understand, anyway.
Thoughts like that usually left him in a mood that meant he wanted to be left alone but with some dog yapping about ice cream and sweet stuff, it was difficult to keep to himself. Who in the world would even have that after all this destruction? He frowned at Olivier but kept his expression relatively flat as he passed by. "Hm. Tragic." He mutters. What were wishful musings to Olivier sounded like complaining to Angel. He wouldn't mind a dulce de leche right now but it wasn't like it was going to show up out of nowhere.
//angel why r u so rude smh
Thoughts like that usually left him in a mood that meant he wanted to be left alone but with some dog yapping about ice cream and sweet stuff, it was difficult to keep to himself. Who in the world would even have that after all this destruction? He frowned at Olivier but kept his expression relatively flat as he passed by. "Hm. Tragic." He mutters. What were wishful musings to Olivier sounded like complaining to Angel. He wouldn't mind a dulce de leche right now but it wasn't like it was going to show up out of nowhere.
//angel why r u so rude smh