ARD
Ard watched the stranger approach with a frozen, openly judgmental stare. Turquoise eyes nearly glowed in scorn but he didn’t even attempt to hide the uncouth expression from his face. He wasn’t like his brother. He didn’t enjoy the company of others, friend or otherwise. So far there were only a miniscule, select few individuals within Novus that he could stand to be around for more than five seconds. Marisol, who practically had the same vocabulary as he did, Theodosia, and Erd.
Introductions were made and Ard did not even attempt to speak. He knew that Erd would make introductions for him, and with a grateful sort of silence did he lower his head and press the grey velveteen of his muzzle against his brother’s shoulder. Rhone was the name of the deep bay fellow that they had happened upon, and lifting his head once more, Ard judged him, picking apart every aspect of him that he could find to filter away to use to his advantage later. Rhone was taller than they were, no fucking surprise, and built in a broad, powerful sort of way. He carried himself a little heavy on the front end, and Ard found that he couldn’t differentiate if that was due to an injury, or if it was just how Rhone moved. Regardless, he took note of it, as well as the strange shine of honesty and warmth that seemed to radiate in the bay’s soulful brown eyes. Weird.
Letting up on his examination for the time being, Erd stood idly by as his brother began to go on. Gradually the topic steered from good natured introductions to talk of krakens and tentacle monsters, and with a roll of vivid turquoise eyes, Ard leaned over and shoulder checked his twin with an exasperated expression. Really? Really?
That time, he did scoff, but the sound was rough and could easily be mistaken as a cough. For as smart as Erd could be, with that big, beautiful brain, he could also be unfathomably stupid. Somehow, Ard loved him anyway.
@
