All You who are Weary and Heavy Laden
04-18-2013, 02:10 AM
Gliding from between the trees, the multi-hued dame glided forward, vanishing amongst the sea of strangers. She had been on a hunt, quite far from the place of meeting and it had taken her a brief moment to reach it, not that it put much of a strain on her. The infection in her leg had been tended too and it was healing, but it smarted now. She ignored it. Finding an open crevice amongst the sea of people she was now to consider family she brought her body to a halt. Golden eyes flickering to and from the crowds as Gerhardt spoke his peace. She cared little that her joining hadn't been mentioned, she liked her solitude. Attention had never been something she prided herself on nor would it ever be. She would be a stranger to these wolves until they approached her. She had been raised to fear social interactions and she dared not approach these wolves, no matter how diverse they had been. Her head dipped lightly, a show of respect at the King's words, but she did not speak. Twas not her place. She waited, unmoving, unshakeable for the king to dismiss her. "Speech" |
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