AngelofDusk64

He had, of course, smelled them. The scent of the White Knight was too strong not to notice. And with the addition of my own scent- an outsider- he was riled up. The silk top hat he placed on his head was purple with a pink and white polkadotted bow around it. The bow matched his bowtie, the purple used in his overjacket and shoes. His pants were emerald green, the purple shoes he wore curled like an elves. green eyes that matched his pants glared out with slited pupals from narrowed lids that hung under amethyst eyebrows, half hidden by the purple bits of hair that stuck out from under the top hat. He rapped pink-gloved hands on the edge of