Spectrum.

*Gretel* · 07-31-2013, 04:53 PM

Gretel was quickly losing all sense of control, not that she had had much to begin with. The woman seemed to be enjoying her unease which only made Gretel squirm more. Her ire flared briefly as the brown she-wolf seemed shake off her attack. Gretel had drawn the thrice damned cat away from her own brother in an attempt to save him, but of course this woman would not know this. ?I?ve had worse.? Gretel was inclined to believe it, her eyes once more falling on the scars that covered the battle worn female. Her attention was suddenly drawn to the movement of that oddly torn tongue. The ivory and ebony female almost asked what had happened to it but suddenly thought better of it and averted her gaze.
There was a silence suddenly, and Gretel suddenly felt as though that was worse than when the brown woman was talking, horrible as her words were. The silence brought with it an uncertainty, which made the injured fea shuffle her nervously. Once more the snapping of jaws jolted poor Gretel, her whole body feeling like a live wire. Green orbs once more followed the other woman wearily as she slid past her. As Canttina moved towards the exit, Gretel suddenly found herself not wanting to escape the caverns so much. . Little Miss Gretel. Where do you live? Silence for a moment, as Gretel wondered how to properly answer. ?We don?t live anywhere.? It was the truth.
Gretel immediately regretted it, not only did the woman now know that there was no pack of wolves out looking for her, but that she was not completely alone.

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