There is nothing to see here people keep moving on Slowly their necks turn and then they're gone No one cares when the show is done
Standing in line and its cold and you want to go Remember a joke so you turn around There is no one to listen so you laugh by yourself
I heard it's cold out, but her Popsicle melts She's in the bathroom, she pleasures herself Says I'm a bad man, she's locking me out It's cause of these things, it's cause of these things
Let make a fast plan, watch it burn to the ground I try to whisper, so no one figures it out I'm not a bad man, I'm just overwhelmed It's cause of these things, it's cause of these things
The crowd on the street walks slowly, don't mind the rain Lovers hold hands to numb the pain, Gripping tightly to something that they will never own
And those by themselves by choice or by some reward No mistakes only now you're bored This is the time of your life but you just can't tell
Lots about him and Tristan i could barf here, but that will simply be too much :'|||
As with Dessalt, Tristan developes affection for Warden, which all on its own is bad for him. She plans to repeat her attempts with Dessalt with Warden, in an attempt to try and strip him over everything he has, and yet still expect him to serve her without question. He is like her new slave, though Majave has helped lessen Warden's sacrifice. With the protection she placed on them, Warden no longer has direct contact with Tristan, which in a sense, sheilds him some. This is accomplished by a sort of curse that causes them to be together at all times, yet always apart. In the day time Tristan takes the form of a Day Howl, completely oblivious to her life as herself. At night, Warden takes on the form of a Night Howl, who also is clueless to his Thrish life. This disallows them to see each other at all, despite the fact that in their Howl forms they never leave each other. Because of this, when you see Warden now a day's, this howl is always sitting on his shoulder, as well as when you see Tristan, a black howl is sitting on hers.
i want to type more about him, but there's to much :'| Ill post lots of story info when/ if i ever draw a character sheet of him.
He is like, 80 something here, im not sure, i really need to organize my ages to fit together properly. And if you didnt already know, that's not really old for a Thrish. Old enough to give him a sexi grey streak though.
JOHN LENNON GLASSES >:U
Crappy bg is crappy. Supposed to be rain clouds, for obvious reasons.
LADYHOWL LIKES EATING FLOWAS :UUUU
Warden, Tristan and Howls (c) to me and should not be reused in any roleplays, websites, blogs, or avatars in anyway.