- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Weekends
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy (medieval or modern), sci-fi, steampunk, genres involving dragons
Kain hardly spared Jami a glance as she exited the bathroom, but he glowered at Jami's human brother while they waited for her. They got into an argument, and then Michael was against the wall as Jami pinned him and growled. He was impressed... almost. He'd heard the insult, but he smelled the fury on Jami, and he'd chosen to stay back. However, the scent of blood filled the air and Kain wanted to kill something. He instead gripped the arms of the chair and fought the urge while Jami went for the door.
He began to follow after her, but Michael stood in the way. With a shove, he pushed the human out the door. "Go," he growled, closing the door behind him. He didn't think Michael would want Jami driving anywhere, considering the killer nature she had displayed. She had defended Kain yet again from those who would insult him, but he knew why. Jami thought of him as a friend, and she would continue to shield him from those who thought him a killer, even if he was.
He jumped into the back of the truck, curling up as he did the night before, though this time, there were people around. He didn't think many would notice, but to be sure, he tightened his wings and leaned against the window so they would be out of sight.
He began to follow after her, but Michael stood in the way. With a shove, he pushed the human out the door. "Go," he growled, closing the door behind him. He didn't think Michael would want Jami driving anywhere, considering the killer nature she had displayed. She had defended Kain yet again from those who would insult him, but he knew why. Jami thought of him as a friend, and she would continue to shield him from those who thought him a killer, even if he was.
He jumped into the back of the truck, curling up as he did the night before, though this time, there were people around. He didn't think many would notice, but to be sure, he tightened his wings and leaned against the window so they would be out of sight.