The voice inside his head was confident, sharply accented with every syllable savored. With it was the warmth of fire kept banked, the taste of metal at the back of the throat and a hunger beyond simple human wants. It was an old voice which really didn't match the young man that just entered the alley with his ink fashion and dramatic hair style, but nothing more dramatic then how his right arm was armored in scales and feathers and tipped with curved talons.
eh there's always room for more drama queens in this party
The voice inside his head was confident, sharply accented with every syllable savored. With it was the warmth of fire kept banked, the taste of metal at the back of the throat and a hunger beyond simple human wants. It was an old voice which really didn't match the young man that just entered the alley with his ink fashion and dramatic hair style, but nothing more dramatic then how his right arm was armored in scales and feathers and tipped with curved talons.
"Interesting. I expected a human."