SAVOR EVERY BREATH
07-05-2013, 09:49 PM
She had been unaware of the shift in leadership in the gargantuan female?s pack, and thus it had passed her that the younger canine had her own crown to uphold, even if the authority she had obtained was over a pack the petite wraith looked upon with disdain because of its former relation to Tortuga. But, now with Desdemona at the pack?s head, Morphine could only assume that the foolish wench stuck true to the promise of settling disputes with Valhalla, thus insinuating an unease to develop within the pit of her stomach at the realization that the Valhallans could have easily singled her out upon their blacklist. However, as the Valhallan sovereign reassured her that she was not out for Morphine?s head, the wariness within her subsided, but only slightly. The encounter was intense regardless of its purpose all because of the negative history between the duo, so when the girl?s next set of vocals entered the atmosphere, Morphine?s surprise was imminent.
Brows knit together in an astonished fashion at the compliment she had received, so unexpected in light of the battle that had been waged between Valhalla and Tortuga upon the battlefield many months ago. The ice queen was taken too far aback to accept the compliment with gratitude as she should have, stricken with silence as she attempted to comprehend whether or not the other female had been joking. Pupils searched the plains of the woman?s facial features for the hint of a mocking smirk but it appeared that the younger female had been entirely serious with her words, even offering Morphine with a second statement that shocked her all the more. Jaws unhinged as if to speak after a few moments of silence, but they tentatively swung shut with her loss for words. I lost, she reminded the woman after a decent amount of time, her voice hardly audible even in her own ears as they flicked back to her crown in embarrassment at her defeat that occurred so long ago. Even still, she hated admitting it to herself.