Work it Out
10-31-2013, 06:04 PM
Emerald eyes met emerald and narrowed suspiciously. She had no friends in Tortuga, not one, they were all strangers to her - this woman included. However, the thick scent of Taurig upon her coat nearly made Sendoa growl. So, this was the woman who'd stolen Taurig's affections. Her voice came, stating a simple fact that was clear enough to not need to be spoken. ?Indeed,? came the matter of fact response. ?You are not,? she would chide amusedly. Whether this was Taurig's chosen wife or one of many she could not venture to guess - but it didn't matter in the slightest to her, at least not openly. ?Sendoa Armada.? She would not openly voice her relation to the boy, for she wasn't at all fond of familial terms. It should be enough to just know that she was indeed related. Tail twitched behind her as she rocked onto her haunches, mildly curious as to who this woman was, and what her place was within Tortuga. The golden woman before her smelled thickly of the pack, so she knew she must have some assigned niche within the whole - but just what that niche was was yet to be determined. Her bodice spoke of power, while her demeanor spoke of intelligence and one hell of a poker face. Ah, so she thought herself to be unreadable - how amusing. Sendoa's own face would meld to one of sarcastic amusement as she awaited some form of witty repartee from the lass. ?speech,? |