We're PIRATES When We are FREE

Pyralis quirked a brow at a lovely albino woman named Recluse as she introduced herself. Pyr noted the movement of the woman's eyes and a tingle ran down her spine. "Someone check my pulse, please. I'm surrounded by so much loveliness I'm wondering if I died and by some mix up ended up in heaven." More and more wolves trickled in. A tusked man caught her eye as well as trio of brilliantly colored wolves. Ahhh and there was a familiar form indeed!

Pyralis downed the rest of her bowl of wine and excused herself over to where Valentine was making himself comfortable. She took the rest of the bottle with her and set it down before shooting a wink over to the older man. "Thank Abraxas I'm not the only fine aged wine here. Someone has to show these kids how a party is done."



The party continued and after Pyralis had finished her first bottle a game of spin the bottle had begun. She had no intent on being left out regardless of age and wasn't about to miss out on a chance for a kiss from any of the gorgeous creatures at the party. The only wolf she might have some reservations about was Sparrow. Sparrow was the band leader after all and part of her upbringing couldn't help but churn in her gut. This was not the sort of behavior expected of an Abraxas. Willingly following a mortal, flirting and partying like a wretch, but she had detached herself some time ago and had no intent of relinquishing her wild freedom again. She would do whatever the hell she wanted. And what she wanted….

Hanako spinned the bottle and it pointed to Pyralis. The older woman grinned, head turning just slightly away as her eyes fluttered. What she wanted was to be kissed by this lovely young woman."Oh my, go easy on me. Someone so beautiful as you could stop my heart with a single kiss."