Re: Holding Pens - Alec
Alec looked up at the man and his...cat? He raised a brow. He had seen people going by in pairs, groups and with other slaves, but no one had brought their cat to the auction. He suddenly felt bad for the cat. He was more of a dog person really, but dogs tended to stay around more offend then cats did.
"Actually is is dark brown, but with the lack of lightly is looks black." He said, not getting up from his seat. "Why did you think to break the cat along? I assume he didn't want to come, judging by the claw marks on your hands." Once he was done looking over the cat he looked over the man. He was...different, but a good different. The gold eyes stood out against the olive skin. Alec had only once been in love, puppy love really, but he knew he liked men. While that being said, he never thought he would like, in any sense of the word, a supernatural. "Uh...not that you can't read it on the paper," He motioned to where the paper was tacked out side the pen door. "But I'm Alec."