At Danger's Doorstep
06-29-2020, 12:22 AM
Attor had been mulling over the past few uneventful days of her life. Her reasoning for seeking out Fireside was simple. The woman wanted strength, and it seemed Fireside was the best place for her at the moment. Though she wouldn't admit it, Attor also longed for a purpose.
The sound of footsteps did not help to break her from her meditative state of self-reflection. Her eyes only slid open upon the sound of the male's voice. Her gaze swept over his figure with a calculatory edge before they moved to meet his eyes. Attor, in her usual, deliberate way of things, took a few moments to respond. Her mouth tilting to form a smirk that she quickly hid by lapping innocently at her nose.
"Perhaps. If you are not a trespasser to these lands as I am," she responded, a coy lilt to her voice. It was not Attor's way to give straightforward responses, and she seemed almost amused at the male's confusion. Her head tilted to the side as another thought struck her, speaking quickly as to not interrupt him later.
"I'm Attor, and I bring gifts," she rumbled out as an explanation, gesturing to the felled bird. Talking to others was not her forte, but she assumed he could figure out her intentions were far from malicious. The woman peered up at him her impassive gaze unblinking as she awaited a response.
The sound of footsteps did not help to break her from her meditative state of self-reflection. Her eyes only slid open upon the sound of the male's voice. Her gaze swept over his figure with a calculatory edge before they moved to meet his eyes. Attor, in her usual, deliberate way of things, took a few moments to respond. Her mouth tilting to form a smirk that she quickly hid by lapping innocently at her nose.
"Perhaps. If you are not a trespasser to these lands as I am," she responded, a coy lilt to her voice. It was not Attor's way to give straightforward responses, and she seemed almost amused at the male's confusion. Her head tilted to the side as another thought struck her, speaking quickly as to not interrupt him later.
"I'm Attor, and I bring gifts," she rumbled out as an explanation, gesturing to the felled bird. Talking to others was not her forte, but she assumed he could figure out her intentions were far from malicious. The woman peered up at him her impassive gaze unblinking as she awaited a response.
Attor will curse when upset and can be a dark character under certain situations.