Deer in the Headlights

THANK YOU SEREN ♥


It was a while before they breached the clearing in the thicket, the ice queen supplying her newest companion with no effort whatsoever and allowing the girl to push aside the branches and elongated grasses to aide them in their journey out. She launched through the final strands of grass with an eagerness to escape the confines of the labyrinth, padding quite a distance away from Song before she pivoted back to face her head-on, her skull lowered in her typical warrior?s stance even though the woman seemed pleasant enough to not charge her. A vagueness captivated her countenance as her eyes searched the girl?s form, pupils lingering upon the areas adorned with thorns from the briars that likely scattered her own coat. You?re of Ludicael, the serpentine babe accused as she digested the aroma littering the woman?s fur, nodding as if to confirm her own suspicions were true no matter Song?s possible denials. My queen ? she speaks highly of yours. Not that that involved this Song woman too much, but Morphine favored light conversation in comparison to the awkward silence that had enveloped the both of them throughout the duration of the encounter.