On the Subject of Flowers
09-04-2015, 04:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-23-2015, 09:28 PM by Birna I.)
Birna was swiftly joined by Mercy and Esti and as the woman introduced herself Birna felt a wave of respect wash over her. So this was Katja after all, new alphess of Yfir, formerly Ebony. She was tiny compared to Birna's massive girth but the bear woman knew this viking could fell wolves larger than her if she were crossed. A reminder not to let herself get to comfortable with her size. Brute strength certainly did not guarantee victory. Sky blue eyes would narrow and her head tilt to the side as she stared at the jars, taking in Katja's words. Drinks? She leaned over to cautiously sniff the one called 'ciser'. He nose wrinkled and she glanced back up, uncertain. The liquid smelt strange, unlike anything she'd really ever taken into her body before and her eyes moved to rest on Kassander, searching, analyzing. She trusted him and doubted he would stand by and just let them be poisoned. Ginglerly Birna's tongue graced the foreign liquid as she lapped a little in her mouth. Her head shot back up, lips smacking as she tried to get a taste for it. Brow quirked at the odd warming sensation that spread down her throat and through he chest. "It's… complex. The drink is cool but it feels warm in my throat. The flavor is… very strange to me, I'm not quite sure if I like it or not." She looked to the others to try it, to see what their thoughts were before turning back to Valentine. "I leave it in your capable paws Rex, I best be getting back to border patrol. Kassander, it is good to see you. I wish you and Katja well." -exit b/c lunar needs to chill on the threads like seriously- "" |
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