Joyous, confident. He swathed through the evil creatures with the practiced experiance of a wolf much older than himself. The smile did not slip from his lips, even as his blades slashed and danced, There was joy in this. The hunting. Here no man stared because he forgot one of the human customs, if they stared it was in awe of his prowess.. His eyes twinkled, One blue, one green. An eye for each of those who made him. He treasured his difference. He felt that when he saw his reflection, it was his father and mother looking back at him. Gripping his blades tighter, He fought harder, quicker, cleaner.. He would make them proud. *made with love for a friend* Thanks for looking :) Contents: M3 moty- daz3d Daren by PJAJ M3cis- Daz3d Man's hair- Mayuta a's Expressions Weapons- NorthernGuard Daz3d Daz3d- Elemental Cyc-enviroment - Hunters moon.