KRAKEN AND DARK FLAME

*Taurig* · (This post was last modified: 08-14-2013, 09:07 PM by Taurig.)

If only we had a few more hours of night. Insomnia is a bitch. Seemed like he wasn't the only one was restless, though the dame appeared to be restless in another sense. Taurig was restless from the lack of responsibility, of things to do whereas this silvery siren just couldn't sleep. Sleep was something the young Blood had not had any trouble with thus far, being able to gain his adequate amount in order to function at full power the next day. But not by any means was he a heavy sleeper; warriors never slept heavily, they always needed to be on guard, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. Taurig was no exception. It was a hard habit to let go of, one that had followed him even now that he lived in Glaciem with his father. Old habits died hard.

Is there anyway I could be of assistance ma'am? He offered quietly. Women were creatures to be respected and protected. That's what his mother had instilled in him from a young age and it was something that he would never loose. He wasn't too sure how he would be able to help this woman with her lack of sleep, but he was willing to try just about anything. It was going to be his job soon to take care of her and the rest of the females in Glaciem, so he might as well start preparing now with this vixen.

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