Land of Ice
12-11-2018, 09:34 PM
He has successfully piqued her interest. As he continues to speak, the maiden draws closer, abandoning her silent vigil by the ice. Each step is slow and deliberate as he eappriaches, eyes narrowed in curiosity. “The south, you say?”. Those piercing blue eye flash with thinly veiled enthusiasm. She is eager is ready, and it is evident in her twitching muscles and upright posture. Ears pricked, she inclined her head. “Lead the way”. She wanted to feel the rush of adrenaline associated with hunting, and perhaps her companion was a talented hunter and would prove useful in this instance. speech action |