FROM THE ASHES, WE RISE [The Empire]
12-02-2017, 04:06 PM
Ana had found herself with nothing to do as Amon had headed off to battle. She was half tempted to follow him, but she knew she would have no role to play at the battlefield. She had no doubts that her younger sibling would come away victorious so she was already confident of the results of the fight before it had even begun. She had crept around Dragoste's territory uncontested when Amon's howl captured her attention. Her pale head lifted towards the noise and a grin wrapped itself across her face as she recognized the victorious tone. She headed towards where the others were gathered and happened to notice a couple of them matted with blood. Her gaze traveled to Amon first who was covered with blood, but none of it happened to be his own. Her nose wrinkled as she thought of the strange looking male. What a shame that he was all bark and no bite. It didn't look as though he'd put up a fight at all. "What a shame. I was hoping hear about how grand of a fight it was. Did the pathetic little mortal just roll over for you, brother?" She said with a chuckle before moving over to Andras who had a fair bit of blood on himself. "Well look at you. Did one of them actually manage to put up a fight?" She asked before sitting down next to him. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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