Times 'A Changin

*Arwen* · 12-31-2017, 12:09 PM

Another appeared shortly after the first and the mute child could not help but feel the need to go back the way she came. Two huge males who shared a scent with Pyralis and likely as much of a personality. Then they started talking and she snorted through her nose. She was no more a spirit than they were small. The only magic thing she could even say she had was her glow, which pulsated without her consent. She did eye them both with uncertainty. When the one asked her name she pressed her ears back and looked down. There was that problem again, she couldn't just tell anyone anything. They had to play a long drawn out game of guessing and yes and no questions.

Then out of no where safety came to her once more. Iskra was there asking them if they needed help. She was relived to have the familiar face there. She attempted to scoot back and press herself to Iskra's leg. Iskra knew enough about her to answer their questions so she didn't have to. She was uncomfortable around them anyway. She watched now and listened. They could be trouble for Iskra if they chose to try to attack her. She was visibly uncomfortable with the situation. Pyralis was almost too much for her and if these two were anything like her she didn't want any of what they wanted.

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Times 'A Changin

Arwen