Queen of All I See

*Ræsa* · 05-30-2016, 09:49 PM

So this woman wasn't exactly a talker. Fine, Ræ could work with that. She'd met her fair share of stoic northern wolves and she was sure this one would be no different. She stood, leaving her nest and her meal behind. She bounded over Bo, who hissed in alarmed as she trundled back down the log. She had no idea why he was so flustered, she only slipped once! And she wanted a better look at this stranger. She stopped while still a good few meters above the more vivd woman's head and grinned. "Little Cider suits be just fine, but Ræsa will do if you must." The stranger, Absinthe, had a quiet wit about her. Ræ found it a refreshing change from wolves who were either in your face with crude humor or dour and grave. She walked with cynicism in her bones.

Ræsa liked it.

The peered closer at the woman, trying to divine even a single secret from her luxurious coat or striking mismatched eyes. No matter how rudely she stared, she found nothing. Bodolf remained silent, judging her from afar, his eyes two molten drops of iron eating into the fur atop her shoulders. "Where are you headed?" she asked, blunt and without restraint. She couldn't figure this woman out from a glance, fine. But she made up the rules and she said she was allowed to ask for hints, so there, fair is fair! Except the woman would have to play by her rules too, and that was where things often we awry.
"Talk" "You" Think

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me