Mirror
09-08-2013, 04:54 PM
Her tail swept toward her, meeting the contour of her hips and melting into them. Ears tipped to a comfortable level, but remained flickered forward to catch his reply. He seemed intent upon having his comment stick, and so she would oblige him for the time being. Another chuckle slipped from her lips, this one more breathy than the one before. ?You are special too, Taurig, but not because you are family..? She would trail off theatrically. ?Because you are you.? Though she scarcely knew him, she felt as if she knew his soul, and that was more than enough for the time being. He seemed a worthy man to have even a bit of her affection, and so she did not mind dolling it out on him. It wasn't as if there were any other prospects, after all - and who's to say she shouldn't be affectionate toward her family? He and Isardis were all she had in this world. His answer came, shunning all thoughts except those that were linked to battle. The boy had not fought, but he had trained and was prepared for battle that would soon be coming. It seemed he knew of the war her brother and his father was about to bring them into. ?Keep up with your training, Taur. I am confident you will be ready - but I warn you,? she swallowed hard, unsure if she should voice the rest of her wisdom. ?Do not make your father's mistake. He would have won that battle but he grew prideful. Pride has no place in battle, it only comes with victory.? She drew her tongue across her lips, an ear swiveling back as memories from her brother's battle flashed on the forefront of her mind. He had been marvelous up until that pivotal moment. Granted, it had been a traitorous move by Chrysanthe, but Isardis should have been prepared. A low rumble bubbled deep in her chest - she didn't like to think of it. ?speak,? |