feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
ft kirsi
09-09-2019, 06:35 PM
Being known as Song's companion wasn't quite what she expected to be known as, but then again.. the description wasn't totally counterproductive to her plans. In fact, everything seemed to be falling into place quite well.. except for the whole... not being part of a pack thing, but that was a challenge they could easily conquer, in due time. Patience was luckily a quality of hers. "Not many, sure, but... enough do," she gestured with her muzzle vaguely in Heloise's direction, letting a faint smile touch her lips. "The north has always been my home. I can't imagine much would change that." Perhaps the climate wasn't ideal for her slender build, but she'd always done just fine on her own - and with the warmth of a companion, those long winter nights were generally far from unbearable. "Winterfell, you say?" She knew of Winterfell, but not much. The man that had come to challenge for Fyri had moved to establish a pack of his own, winning without a fight when Ignatius hadn't shown up. His disappearance still weighed on her mind, though less heavily with each day that passed - but remembering what he had done was still there, prickling at her thoughts as she was reminded of it now. "I won't lay and say we haven't been keeping our eye on you," she started, letting a hint of mischief flash in her icy blue stare. "Trying to find a place to settle in before winter arrives. The north is never the safest place to be when you're a rogue," Kirsi explained, somewhat flippantly, giving a slight shrug after she finished speaking. |
