Stuck in the stream
10-10-2013, 05:55 PM
Lova was fairly keen on her senses, considering her scent knowledge she needed for poisons. Her ears pulled towards the direction of the girl, who was it this time. A small smile rose on her face, even those odd wolves who seemed to be annoying fascinated her. Even more so, if it was someone of Isar's blood she automatically had a due respect towards them. She was a strange one Lova, she didn't believe in many things love being one, and yet she loved the game of flirt. Even though her womb was savored and protected for Isar, women were exception to that after all. Though she wasn't one to flirt if they didn't wish it. As she turned towards the girl she dipped her head. "Would you like me to leave? Or would you like to strike a conversation with me, my lady." She cooed, cyan eyes looking over the snow for the scented lady. She did hope she wouldn't snap at her, with a war approaching Lova needed herself in full health. Before going off into battle she'd found an interesting cyanide powder poison in the Amenti lands. To roll herself in it, it would be wonderful to see the enemy gasp for breath or vomit in pain from ingesting it. Although they sometimes always found a way to slip her, that was alright, Isar was a strong king. Unlike her last one. Speech, |