Am slave, honest.
07-13-2019, 12:06 AM
Sirius asked whether or not Zee knew combat, and she merely shrugged her response. Realistically she knew she had no chance if it came to a fight for her life, especially considering the towering wolf before her was Deathbelle's sworn guard and likely the champion she'd choose to put her down. She looked him in the eye as he spoke, unafraid of the possibility. "You would not make a pretty corpse, Zee” Well that was rude, the ego-driven wolf's eyes narrowed slightly and she scoffed. "Yeah, well I'd be a free one." He turned to leave then without much more to say. Zee found herself slightly miffed at not being afforded the respect of a proper goodbye. "You're dismissed!" She called after his departing form. With that, she herself would turn to leave in the opposite direction. "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |