Oi! Mate! I brought bee---oh hi there, miss. Iz yer brother about?
Dragora wrapped her arm around huginn’s and flapped her eyelashes at him.”Thank youuuuu” She replied and walked with him. “Then lets visit one of those stores first….and show me what usually dress humans in this city” the last sentense was a little more into it. Drago was used to dress like in the desert, and after some months noticed that Alixon wasnt into the same tematic. looking at his aspect between the others. and even his presents for her were from his country, not understanding her fashion for the leather and tight pants.
He frowns and quickly grabs Huginn by his shirt pulling from it to get him inside the house and slam the door behing him. “Very funny!! I know you know! Miss my ass!!!!” Dragora waved vaguely a hand “And now you visit me!?!”
she was so stuck there……
As Huginn pointed out the things he personally would have liked if he were a woman it became vastly apparent his fashion sense was horribly impaired.
Plaids and zebra stripes went together, according to him, since they both had some kind of stripe on them. Similarly you could mix leopard print and polka dots - the latter went with anything because they were adorable. Colors he also couldn’t seem to match, as he held up a pink leopard print top and ‘matched’ it with a pair of red leggings and a forest green scarf.
Dragora from behind and after move some steps away from Huginn, saw him choose the worst fabrics, the most terrible combination in colors and the more intoxicating patterns. So terrible was all his sense of fashion that could easily poison a nest of black mambas. Even that creepy singer called Lady gaga was an insignificant midget compared to him. The Raven’s eccentricity was more a Marilyn Manson… Say it!! be honest! say that he would kill an entire jungle to get dressed to a party! .._ He thought while her expression passed from shock to unbearable disconcert. Dragora glared around herself hoping no one could see them but too late a couple of ladies, probably employers, saw Huginn selecting a killer style. Her hand smacked her own face and sighed hard. Alixon would kick him out of home for such presents and she was still decided in buy something for her..
"Ok! look! Huginn! " She called waving a hand at him." Come come!" Added , using her most sticky tone.
"Remember that we are choosing something for Alixon! and she is against animal cruelty." The djinn commented, while her finger pointed at the animal print seccion. " Something black?" she asked.