haven't met you yet. [Kat!]

[Cy]

[/I] him. He didn’t care about these birds, truly; they were there and that was it. He hadn’t minded when those girls had bonded and he felt rather smug about the fact that Mashiro – or Ma’ro, whatever the heck his name was now – was stuck with the most pathetic one of the clutch, but… the man had bonded before him and that wasn’t sitting well with him at all. And then he was the highest bid at the auction following the hatching! Eugh.

His thoughts were consumed too much with the albino. Stupid albino men.

Bending his knees so his feet could lift into the air rather than brush against the floor, Embry propped his elbows against the edge of the bed to rest his chin in the cup of his palms, green eyes drifting over the inside of his room. It seemed so bare now, occupied with only his things and his things didn’t really amass to much at all now that he looked over it. Bright clothes littered the floor and furnishings. Hats were propped on anything that could serve as a hook and scarves drifted from their own hangings. Accessories – bracelets, necklaces, rings – sat in small piles on every available surface. It was a mess. The vibrant and chaotic mess of a teenaged boy left on his own. …maybe he should clean it up. Ugh, he was desperate. With a groan and a frustrated sigh, he rolled his eyes as he moved to flop himself back down, arms hanging over one side of the bed and his legs dropping down to hang over the other side. He needed to stop being lazy and go find some people, that’s what he needed to do.[/ul][/size]