[private] there's a stranger in my eyes again

[Derelict]

There is a brief moment of surprise when someone that looks like her and she freezes temporarily much like he does. She had been looking for company, sure, but she had pretty much accepted that it would be someone with less armour and edges that she’d see. Excitement quickly chases the surprise away and her companion even peeks around armored plates to get a better look. To her, of course, he is not strange - at least not entirely. There are some differences but their family traits are rarely subtle. In the younger boy, she sees her mom and siblings and it encourages an automatic sense of kinship to form inside of her. Whether this is a flaw or not remains to be seen - surely one day she’ll sidle up to a fellow monster thinking it is tame and get bitten in the process. The thing was, when you look the way they do, you tend to stop fearing things like larger predators. Fear comes in other forms, less tangible ones - like the ones that make Derelict’s smile come easily so she might not look as scary as she feels. And infuses her voice with friendly warmth. “I think, since I’m the older one, it’s fair to say that you look like me.” The stars and horns and wings are all so close to the same things she possesses, but just different enough that she doesn’t believe this is another sibling. “We must be cousins, you're on the luckier side with the wings.” She unfurls her own just a little to emphasize them, the bones clanking against her hard armored sides as they move. Derelict does feel a bit of jealousy - what would it be like to fly? Not even necessarily to hunt, though she thinks that would be pretty sweet. She could find out what lived in the canopies of trees instead of keeping her focus down on the ground. But this isn’t the time to start daydreaming, not when the present is interesting enough to capture her whole attention. Framed by the pair of burning horns, her black eyes are bright as she adds “I’m Derelict.”

@Fret