Meow Meow

Sorcière les Désastre
A sudden spark ignites, And from the dark a light breaks the silence

The molten dame wasn't far behind, those ears were at half mast as she thought about what had been spoken about back at the battlefield. How could she of accepted being a consort for some male she hardly even knew? Well, to say the least she had gotten her self into quite the mess but she hadn't wanted to fight, friendly or not. Simply it wasn't in her, at least not at the time. A sigh escaped her as that head lowered slightly. That nose catching the scent of the boarder and of someone vaguely familiar; hadn't she met him not too long ago? A frown crossed her tin black lips, but she stopped not too far behind the purple-hued women, simply waiting to see just whom this male maybe.