Shing sparkle sparkle[Ashiel]
12-31-2017, 03:50 PM
He went on the defensive and Arwen sat down with a silent giggle at him. That was her, silent as always. No one would ever hear a sound from her. Come to think of it if she cared enough she could make a great assassin. Aside from the glow that was. She couldn't imagine many wolves being easy to sneak up on when she glowed like the northern lights. He spoke again and it drew her back to the present moment. He said something about her attacking him and something about a ritual and she shook her head. She was doing neither of those things. She just wanted to appreciate that there was something else in this world like her. Magical. Iskra was magic in her own way too. Her fur still captivated Arwen to this day. She was quick with lifting a paw and smacking it playfully at the ground in front of her. Her tail wagged lazily in the sand beneath her. She figured if she got him to play maybe he could forget about talking since she couldn't. |
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