We need to talk

The enchanting vixen would lower delicate haunches beneath her, the words that fled her lips not one that aroused any particular surprise in The King. Oddity was a reasonably respected member, although he had failed to defeat Ludicael?s queen, Isardis still enjoyed having the loyal brute meandering about; his dedication obvious as he would forever walk with purpose. It seemed however, he had an emotional weakness that had plagued him, and so Abelinda?s words would not spark any real form of interest. Isardis chuckled, fleeting bursts of muse bubbling from coral lips, ?And? Do you want me to do something about the Romeo, Abelinda?? words were humour infused as he lowered also onto his haunches before her, lowering pale crown to lick tentatively at his own forelimb.