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Asgeira

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
328
size
Large
build
Light
posts
53
player
Fox
01-15-2021, 03:24 PM (This post was last modified: 01-15-2021, 03:27 PM by Asgeira.)
Find #3

Finding herself lost in her thoughts, as was often the case, Asgeira was numb to the approach of any other living creature. She wasn't hunting so the rabbits and birds could do as they pleased, and she was in pack lands, (words thought with a scoff she would chastise herself for later once her mood had improved,) so what point was there in keeping vigil? In any case the confines of her mind tended to be leaps and bounds more entertaining than the mortal plane, so could you blame her for her surprise? When a bulky figure nearly trampled her into the handiest drift her first thought was '??!!" and the close-at-hand follow up was equally elegant, and more or less translated to 'REALLY? Now is not the time!'

Her dignity was spared by the intruder having 2% more awareness than she herself could currently boast, and when he pulled himself up short before her she found a familiar face. Aggie forced her hackles to lower in a conscious effort, very nearly hair by hair. After a chance meeting in the drawing evening moons and moons ago, Ylva's snark in her ear and witty rapport bouncing from all sides, she could count Chaos as familiar... and not entirely unwelcome. She didn't know the man so much as she knew of him, which was more than she could say for the other scents that clogged the air in these lands, ones she had taken pains to steer clear of. "Catch me in the right mood and I'll do so gladly, if you're offering." Honestly, what wouldn't she give to bowl over some lout just for the sake of blowing off steam? Asgeira had never been a fighter, but in recent months had begun to see the appeal. Even if he had a head's height over her... push come to shove, why waste an opportunity? The she sighed, and tacked on, "No, the fault is mine. You weren't the one standing around mooning about, so... Sorry about that. Off on business, or just wandering?"

As discretely as was possible she tracked a careful eye over him. Apart from passing glances on Fireside grounds it had been over a year since she could properly consider him. Not much was changed. Chaos seemed to be on the latter end of the cusp between youthful prime and his 'golden years,' conservatively speaking. Still large, still daftly charming, and newly married if the fluttering chatter she had overheard was anything to go off of... Okay, she definitely knew recent events, but as a point of pride she would pretend she was unattached and call that good enough.



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