It started as hobby, but it soon led to a discovery that most of Fenrir’s Children were taught at birth, however Malarix had been born into a more old fashioned pack of Wolves, keeping him close to the old ways, up until recently that meant he was unable to speak Human, let alone form an illusion to become a Humanoid, but now through persistence and experimentation he taught himself the art and was ready to use it.

He formed a handsome man, average in height and with a strong looking body. His black hair was fashioned in the common way, occasionally covering his eyes that he would have to brush back out of the way. He wore a black sleeveless combat jacket, black jeans and shoes, and on his back lay a sword and upon his belt a pistol, it made him seem not only handsome but also dangerous.

He leant against the wall of an empty house, letting the breeze hit his bare face, it was strange to see the inside of a city at daytime for the first time, and wondered what he could do around here now no one suspected him as a Wolf.

Malarix yawned and was about to leave when he saw the head of Saar come around the corner. He looked curiously at him at first, wondering why an Angel was firstly so shy about just checking who was there and secondly why he came here in the first place, but the latter was probably due to the illusion on him, it was probably picked up by the Angel who came to investigate. ”It’s fine, don’t worry about it” He told the Angel before stretching and finally pushing himself off the wall.

”What’s up then?” he asked wanting to know the reason for the visit.

”You ok?” Malarix asked curiously at the looks and voice of the Angel, he seemed overly nervous, as if he had a crush on the Wolf or something. Once he made that similarity he looked surprised and speechless, he couldn’t understand why an Angel, a being of purity and so called ‘perfection’ would be into one males in general and secondly get so shy and nervous about it, he mentally shook his head in slight annoyance of the reaction of the Angel, not because he was obviously homo or at least bisexual, but because he seemed so childish and innocent about it.

”I’m not gay before you even try, and I’m sure you don’t want to sin some more with bestiality on the list of wrongs?” Now he decided to just have some fun with showing what the Angel was actually suggesting. If he knew this was an illusion, then that meant he was attracted to a Wolf, an animal, of a complete genetic code to that of Humans, and of a complete different body structure to the said race. In Human society that was zoophilia, the act of loving or having sexual activities with animals, something no religion has ever took kindly to.

”I hope you realise what you are getting nervous over?” He suddenly let the illusion subside, showing a Wolf on four paws looking up at the Angel. Malarix had his ears up tall, and then tilted his head slightly, giving the Angel a deep stare, trying to make him realise the stupidity of what he was feeling, hopefully it should get through loud and clear, and so he turned the illusion back on, showing the Human form again leaning against the house.