killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.
nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons
― The Shadowkeeper herself. A piece of him hadn't expected to be greeted by the royalty so immediately but, given the scent he was currently wearing, it was not surprising. Another thing all the clans held similar: they couldn't separate a clan from a person. Nightmarestag inclined his head in polite greeting, as if he hadn't been so rudely interrogated, and uttered, "I did not come here as a Sunclan member, rather someone seeking-" He trailed off, a hint of a smile curling his maw as his amber gaze landed on the very person he had been intending to see. "An old friend."
If that was what you could call it.
His smile broadened a tad at Fragilepast's purposeful affectionate graze against Sekhmet, golden eyes dropping for a moment as he shook his head with some amusement. He wasn't here to take back a relationship, even if it had been his and he was a touch... possessive; he didn't expect his former mate to break a vow. But Nightmarestag still held him in his heart. A warm beacon to a previous life to look back on and remember fondly. Not chase. "Quite a mess in the Thunderlands," remarked the cannibal, not hinting to whether he was talking about the murderous note he had left or the infamous trial Deutschland had started.
- male | 31 moons | nowhere
- single | pansexual | panromantic
- chocolate Maine Coon | amber eyes
- always well-groomed
- carries himself with a calm, collected air
- charming | excellent host
- brilliant | calculating | exceptional memory
- vengeful | despises any degree of rudeness
- difficult physically & mentally