Some's stylist had threatened to fashion him like a victim of the sinking, all frost-tipped fur and ice-blue streaks. He had threatened to shave himself and go that way. They had settled on him just wearing an officer's hat instead, with bands of gold braid around wrists and ankles. He wouldn't admit to it, but he liked the look.
It was, in fact, the first time in his life that he'd been aboard a boat, and he kept creeping to the rail, holding it with his forefeet and leaning far out to see where the water met the hull.
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Date: 2013-04-09 01:25 pm (UTC)It was, in fact, the first time in his life that he'd been aboard a boat, and he kept creeping to the rail, holding it with his forefeet and leaning far out to see where the water met the hull.