Tempo Delle Nuvole

It wasn't rather necessary to have him widen his eyes in mere surprise. She listened casually as he spoke, collecting all of the information that he'd happen to acknowledge. Nodding slowly, her words were awfully simple disregarding the paragraphed speech that the obsidian brute only told moments ago. " That's very interesting. Would it be possible if I could join, Oddity?" Soft and delicate lullaby escaped from the vixen's mouth only to have it close it once again and relive the silence that she happened to grow to know so well as a loner. It was a hard life, and no, it wasn't like being treated like a damn princess at all, actually you could die from being a loner. Though, Macaria could fend, fight, and care for herself, it was hard still being a rouge. And she didn't want to keep that up.


"speech!"