Guts and Glory
10-15-2013, 07:43 PM
"A-azalea?" Surprise lit those blue eyes as their familiar gazes met. Her tail waved happily, high in the air. The sight of Liberty made her more happy than it should have in a place like this. It symbolized that Chryanthe had lost again but it also gave Azalea an ally in this foreign land. Liberty looked well, especially compared to Azalea. Hygeine had not been high on her list of to-dos, dirt coated her normally pearly white fur. Amber eyes cast over her grey toned friend. "You look awfully surprised to see me," She said, her tone holding a coolness to it, trying to hit at humor. "I'm sure Gideon told everyone I was here..." Her mind wandered. Had Isardis let the red male go? Had Gideon made it back to Valhalla? Even if he hadn't, had no one noticed her disappearance? Had no one questioned, especially her friends, that Azalea was no where to be found? Then she realized that they had likely suspected her to have gone off on her usually trips around Alacritia. They likely thought nothing of her being gone. It was clear that her pale eyed friend did not know that she was here, regardless of why she didn't know. "I traded myself. He said he would let Gideon go." There was a hint of denial in her tone. Eyes looked away from her friend, ashamed of herself. "I thought nothing of it, like always I let myself act first and think later... Liberty, it's winter. He took me." Her voice broke and Azalea whipped her head away from her friend, taking all she had not to turn and flee. She had to face Liberty, had to face the humiliation. It was all due to come to her, might as well start accepting things. Speech, |
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