For all that she lacked your fire
03-25-2019, 12:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-25-2019, 12:16 PM by Lament.)
Lament Pyre His map had him casting his eyes in different direction, but the moment Ballad nudged him he would glance in her direction, and onwards. He would see the owls first as well, and his clear silver eyes would take them in with internal surprise. His eyes came back down to the landscape, and would alight upon the stranger. He got back to his feet, the movement so swift and fluid he scarcely knew he was doing it. He was following muscle memory again, The protective stance one his body must have known well. Attentive his paw fidgeted to his sister to get her attention Caution, uncertainty his paws whispered in the ways of their people. His blank expression looked to the strangers paws, but they did not answer in kind. He had a strong feeling this man was a barbarian. His message to his sister had also come to late, as she easily spilled the story of how they had lost their memories to a man who was a complete stranger to them. A glance towards his face told her nothing about him was remembered to Lament, and he did not believe he knew him at all. The fangs where interesting, his sharp teeth not dissimilar to their own. “Yes” he said quietly “Our memories of the day are lost to us” he would not divulge that the entirety of their memories where gone, and hoped that would be enough to cover for his sisters slip. “Did you cross paths with any other before us?” he would enquire, perhaps this man might have seen something or someone that related to their incident. |
