I'm an anon, or anonymous gift giver, that uses the character Sonic the Werehog to do his bidding anon with. If you want to know more about this character and anon, mosey on over to my journal entry!
I'm also a cosplayer, so feel free to constructively critique my avatar.
Thanks for stopping by, it really means a lot to this monster. :3
His eyes narrowed as he stepped back. That usually worked.. he thought to himself. Better attempt it again. He couldn't afford to get hurt, he had a slower healing rate. Not to mention he couldn't afford to worry his beloved.. The thin man continued to move backwards, knocking another magic arrow.
"Can't we talk about this?" he urged. It should have been something he knew, that speaking to something this angry would only get him nowhere. He kept the arrow aimed at his friend.
The white haired man took aim at his friend, it clearly was not a good time to approach him. However when he had taken aim, it was not with an arrow from his quiver. A magic arrow had formed in his hand. It had already been knocked. This arrow wasn't meant to kill, but slow down, aka put to sleep. "..Stop." he hated violence. It take only a second to release the arrow..
(( ow o
Lets just hope they don't kill each other. ))
"Monster, I heard you w--" the white haired man stopped in his tracks upon noticing the state of his friend. He had not expected to see this, or had he? No, he expected something. But this was not why he held a bow in his hand, he just happened to be carrying it with him.
"Monster?" He spoke again, with caution, wondering if he would get some kind of answer. A smaller thought, in the back of his mind wondered if his friend had a more decent name to be called. The situation did not prevent him from thinking of pleasantries.
(( 'o ' Monster doesn't look too good.. And thank you for the gift/message!
I thought you wouldn't mind a bit of rp with Maka, but didn't know where else to put it. ))