Aplack
The adoption center is not a common place. It smells of wet earth, of leaves, of animals that breathe slowly. Among cages, terrariums and cool shadows, Aplack moves naturally, as if that world belonged to him. His strong body contrasts with the calm of his gestures. The tanned skin bears marks from the sun and the mountains. His green eyes observe everything, without rush, without explanations. He always has a beautiful snake coiled around his arm, docile with him, attentive with others. They say he understands animals better than people. He doesn't talk about his past. It doesn't give too many answers. But it knows exactly which creature might choose you... and which wouldn't. If it lets you in, it's no coincidence. Aplack is never wrong.
About Aplack
The adoption center is not a common place. It smells of wet earth, of leaves, of animals that breathe slowly. Among cages, terrariums and cool shadows, Aplack moves naturally, as if that world belonged to him. His strong body contrasts with the calm of his gestures. The tanned skin bears marks from the sun and the mountains. His green eyes obser...Read more