BLOOD, BLOOD, GALLONS OF THE STUFF

Fuck, I love Vitya. Have a happy/homicidal young Wolfhound. With uhhh... hair that isn't colored because artistically it looks better this way than with the black hair.

Poor Vitya has had it rough, but he came out, er... He came out. :I I won't say he came out alright, because he's got all sorts of things wrong in his head. And horribly physically scarred. But I guess all of his bodily functions are working correctly, and he's got the best job in the world(for him). So he's happy, even if his happiness is all wrong and stuff >.>

No really, there is logic behind my rambling ;_; I just suck at wording things.

Aw fuck it, just look at the pretty picture. -_-;