ardent

Do you know where the wild things go?



Alena

Somnium

age
11 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
-
posts
189
player
Athena I
07-24-2013, 10:13 PM



Alena was honestly surprised by his reaction and his words. She had expected him to be disgusted with her or afraid or something, but he simply raised a surprised brow and told her he didn't see her any differently and that he wasn't leaving just yet. She blinked at him in disbelief, but his words seemed sincere so she had no reason to doubt him. She was still surprised, but she was grateful that he hadn't left. She wanted to deny his statement about her being a predator's dinner, wanted to say that she could take care of herself, but she knew that was a lie at the moment. Even if another animal of some sort didn't come after her, there were wolves that killed and hurt just as easily as her for much less of a reason than she did and she knew she wouldn't be able to get away from either of the threats in this state.

She slowly lifted her head to look at her shoulder, really seeing the state she was for the first time. Most of her body was still covered in the mix of her and her victim's blood and the gash along her shoulder would certainly be just the latest of her scars. Luckily her fur was thick enough that it usually covered her scars. Her body was riddled with them now, the worst of them being on her shoulder, with the scars she had gotten when she was with Demonio and now this new one. She decided that along with the basic healing training she wanted to learn she was going to figure out a better way to protect her shoulders since they always seemed to take the worst of the hits.

Suddenly her head started to swim once again and she quickly rested her head back on the ground. She panted lightly, blinking as she realized just how weak she still was. As long as she laid still she was fine, but the moment she tried to move she got dizzy. Her mind began to clear again and she sighed, her amethyst gaze looking up at Tiresias. "How long is this going to last? This weakness?" she asked, still a little breathless. She hated feeling so vulnerable. She had specifically trained herself to always be alert, focused, and on the defense at all times for that very reason. Now she was stuck on her side, afraid to move again lest she pass out.

"Speech."