Land of Ice

Thorne · (This post was last modified: 11-25-2018, 11:41 PM by Thorne.)

"I see". The words are void of emotion, and her face is set into a mask of indifference. The male finishes voicing his opinion of death, and for a moment, the fae remains silence, contemplating her next words. Evidently, they held different views of death, but Thorne found herself unable to respect what she percieved as cowardice. Perhaps it was a product of her upbringing, but no had coddled her from the harsh reality. And, she runs a pensive eye over his patchwork pelt and turns away with a sniff. "Do what you want" she murmurs finally. "But living in fear of the envitable is no way to live at all".

He continues to talk, and she listens, wordlessly gazing out at the ice. It is his mention of herbivores that capture her attention. "Really?". Her eyes are alight with curiosity at the prospect. "That is intriguing. Perhaps you can further specify their location?".

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