A hardened heart still beats

Deep baritone lyrics rumbled through her ears. Two toned gaze shifted upward, meeting the cyan gaze of a massive brute. The markings on his face were unique, his muzzle and cheeks cascaded in a nearly white, but darkened arrows lay beneath his eyes. The rest of him made up of a silvery gray. Audits flicked nervously as she felt his gaze rack her body hungrily. She remained standing, tail swaying idly at her heels. He towered over her, his size was immense. This was not good.

She couldn't deny his good looks, but she couldn't deny that alarms that went off in her head either. "Actually, I was just getting ready to return home." Lyrics flowed freely, coming smoothly, giving away no details to her inner panic. Her gaze never left his, but she still planned an escape. There were multiple ways to get out of here, but only one would take her in the direction of Valhalla. She was lighter, able to outrun him, he wouldn't be able to keep up for long.

Weight shifted from side to side, weighting her options. Just flat out run? Or casually leave? It wouldn't be that easy. It never was. His ego surrounded him, practically hitting her like a truck, he would be intent on keeping her around for his amusement.

Being a healer she noted the wounds that seemed to be about a week old or so. Only particularly bad on his leg. She fought the urge to help him, she didn't need, or want, to get any closer, much less linger any longer than necessary. Nothing was life threatening, he'd survive, and she could be on her merry way.

ooc: not as terrible as my first one..epic fail XD

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