don't know what the plan is
01-10-2016, 09:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-10-2016, 09:14 PM by Lillianna.)
He was swimming away. A low growl resonated in her chest, and she'd glare crossly at the large male's retreating form. How dare he run away? Running away didn't work. You'd think one would realize that by their second year, but apparently this one hadn't. He was running away physically - though that may change - and mentally, and she wasn't so sure that would change from his attitude. She didn't even know what he was running from! As he turned in the water, she'd find herself correct in the physical aspect, and she'd keep her eyes on him as he approached the shores, until he stood a few feet from her. Her green eyes would meet his even as he asked her of her scars. Annoyance flickered, but if he wanted to play this game, then fine.
"I pissed off someone who was much stronger than me by telling her I'd be friends with her brothers if I wanted to be. She bit my face off as a result of it. This was last spring," she answered crisply and immediately. "And how did you earn your scar?"
speech"Italian" "Farrym"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.