Killing Me Softly
08-24-2016, 07:05 PM
Asvor's gaze was wide and alert as she examined Lionel, as she strode closer to him. There was never much uncertainty visible in her blue eyes, and today was no different. Her stare was observant - full of wonder and mischeviousness alike. Her russet-painted tail flicked behind her as he spoke again. Was she afraid of falling in? No.. not really. Though she knew falling in icy water could be quite dangerous. At least, it seemed dangerous in her head. "No," she'd retort, a bit more defensively than she had expected. Her jaw clamped shut a moment later, her brows tugging together tightly. "I'm not scared of that." Her tail flicked behind her, a bit frustrated at the suggestion that she might be afraid of anything at all. "Did you look at what's under the ice?" Playfulness sparkled in her eyes as she glanced at the frozen lake, sweeping one of her paws over the surface. |
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